Great,
now I am stuck here with them. I thought as my uncle walked out the
door to his important government job. I was stuck here with his kids on a
Wednesday because it was a snow day at my school. I t wasn't even an inch
predicted, but because it was the south everything non-essential must be
shutdown. Government jobs did not fall into this but school did. My rant to
myself is interrupted by one of the two kids coming down stairs and saying,
"I'm hungry!" I turn around to see which of his seven year old twins
had come downstairs. It was Kenna. My uncle had left a list of what the kids
usually ate for breakfast and lunch. Therefore I said, "Just wait and
watch TV and I will make you breakfast." I hear the TV turn on as I walk
towards the kitchen I look at the list and it says that Kenna usually has
cereal and Kenny usually has toaster strudel. I decide to put the streusel in
the toaster oven and then in the microwave to keep it warm because I assume
that if one is up the other will come soon. I pour the cereal into a bowl and
then brought out the milk to pour into the cereal. I watch the milk cascade
over the shredded wheat. Then I walk over to the drawer of utensils and pull
out a spoon and dip it into the bowl of cereal. As I brought the bowl of cereal
out to the table I called for Kenna to eat. I was about to sit down with her
but then the toaster went off so I got the strudel out and
put on the icing on it. Kenny, as I was putting on the icing, came down so
I brought the strudel out to him. I then asked, “Is there anything either of
you two need?"
"Yes,"
Kenny said, "Can we play outside, we don't get snow much?"
"Sure,
Kenny, after we are all done with breakfast," I responded. I had already
eaten breakfast at my house, because I didn't know that school had been
canceled, but that was at 6:15 now it was 9:30. I was a hungry teenage male, it
was time to food. I went back into the kitchen and saw that there was a loaf of banana bread sitting out, so
I cut a slice off the already cut end and took a bite out of it and
walked back to
the table and saw that they were almost done so I asked them, "What does
your dad do?" Kenna spoke first,
"He
is trying to find the four the prophecy talks about."
Kenny, as
soon as the word prophecy came out of her mouth said, "Kenna! SHUT UP, you
know that we aren't supposed to
talk about that!" I then witnessed something that I had not seen nor done since I
was living with my brother moved out. They were having a discussion using the eye and
body language of a locked stare. This one was the most intense locked stare that I
had ever seen. I decided to break the stare by saying, “Who wants to go
outside?" I see the discussion break and Kenny turn to me saying half happy and half defeated,
"Sure,
I would love to!"
"Alright,
go get changed, and then
we can go outside to play, ok?" I reply.
"Ok!"
he says as he runs up the stairs to his and Kenna's room. I went to the coat
room at the front to borrow one of his coats when I see one of mine. I think to
myself about how that coat could have gotten there. I think back to the last
time I was here, I didn't think that it was cold, but I could be wrong about
the last time I was here. Anyways I grabbed it and slipped my hands into the
pockets. In them where gloves and a beanie. I put one glove on and put my
beanie on. I turn around from the closet and see that Kenny is standing at the
door waiting to go outside. I walk up to the door and take off the deadbolt
with my non gloved hand and pull open the door. The cold rushes to meet my face
and the warm air from inside. I step to the side to let Kenny rush by out into the cold and snow. I shut the door behind us to keep the warmth in the house. I see that Kenny starting to build a snow man. Though I wanted to help, I didn't I just had too much to think about. What is this prophecy? Why would the government cover it up? Why did the twins know? I had a lot of questions and no answers, I looked down the rows of bland white houses that all looked the same scanning ever closer until a finished snowman came into focus. The chill of the cold was starting to get to me so I said,
"That is a nice snowman you have there Kenny, but I am getting a little cold, can we get back inside?"
"Sure," Kenny said in a semi depressed way. I opened the door again allowing Kenny to get back inside. Kenny, once inside, immediately runs up the stairs to his and Kenna's room. I can sense that they are having an argument but I decide to let them work it out between themselves and stay down stairs. I hear the door to the kid's room open and then footsteps on the stairs. I turn around from the TV and see that they are carrying a brown, scared, tattered, wooden box. Kenny then said,
"She already told you about it so here look at it." Realizing what must be in it I took it gingerly and opened it. I saw one cream colored old paper and at the bottom it was ripped off.
No comments:
Post a Comment