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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Winter (the season) (08/13/09)

TITLE: Seasons
By Shakima Garrison


Although it was months ago, I remember it like it was yesterday. She walked into my office and said, “Do you have a moment? I really need someone to talk to.”
“Of course I have a moment for you. Is everything okay? Nothing is wrong with Mike or the kids?”
“No, no everyone is fine and this is strictly about me.”
“Ok, please have a seat. Take a deep breath and began whenever you’re ready.”
She sat down in the chair, crossed her legs, flipped her long black hair over her right shoulder, and then did as I said. She took a deep breath with closed eyes as if the correct words she was trying to visualize. There was silence for at least fifteen minutes.
I debated whether to speak or not. I wasn’t sure if she was gathering her thoughts, praying, or meditating. Maybe it was the decision to come here that she was debating. But finally she began to speak.
“I’m contemplating leaving Michael and I’ve been having an affair for the last 52 weeks”
I sat in awe for a moment unsure of exactly what to say. I was shocked. Her and Michael always appeared to be so happy. He was a good provider and a very nice man. Why she would want to cheat, I couldn’t understand. So I decided to just ask her why although I already knew it would be an unacceptable reply.
“Because he makes me feel like a beautiful summer day at the beach and Michael makes me feel like a rainy day in autumn with no umbrella within my reach “
“Veronica look, the grass is always greener in the summertime. The sun shines and flowers are able to bloom. Everything is in full blossom. Even at night when it’s cool, summer’s beauty still consumes you. But summer is a season just like all the others and it will end. If it ends badly, the new season will be a hard one to begin. What you’re experiencing with Michael is also a season and it to shall pass. You can’t think what you’re experiencing with this other man will last.”
“You just don’t understand how I feel when I’m with this man. No matter the weather, with him it’s still a sunny day. “
“I’m sure it is. But even sunny days go away. The most beautiful summer weeks eventually are halted by a storm. No good is going to come out of this. It will end badly and you’ll have no bliss. I suggest you end this summer before the Lord ends it for you. Then you’ll find yourself in the midst of winter. Please Veronica, nothing good comes out of being a sinner.“
“You’re right but if I leave Michael for him I’ll no longer be an adulterer and it’ll be summer all the time.”
“No Veronica that’s not true. The seasons will change with him too. I’m sure you thought it was going to be summer all the time when you married Michael over fifteen years ago. But baby just like years, seasons come and go.”
“You’re right I did think it would always be summertime with Michael especially when we had our kids. But his conversion to being a Jehovah’s Witness is a bunch of nonsense and I can’t deal with it.
“Okay so Summer time ended and now yall are in a storm. But like I said the storm will pass. You need to turn to Jesus, not this other man.”
“You’re right. I’m going to end the affair. Thanks sis.”
“You’re welcome but I wasn’t finished.”
“I heard enough. I have to go do this now while I have the nerve.”
My little sister walked out of my office. I watched her get in her car and drive away. That was 9 months ago. Now we’re in my office again today. I’m sitting at the same desk and she’s sitting in the same chair. The tears rolling down her face, told me she’d never ended the affair. I didn’t have to wait for her to speak. This time I already knew what she came to say. Summer time had ended with the mystery man, autumn had passed with Michael, and now she was in the midst of winter. The month on the calendar said July but my sister felt like December.

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PamFord Davis 08/20/09
Tragic, and happening all around us. I could feel the emotion behind the message.

Pam Ford Davis
Laura Manley08/22/09
This story kept the reader interested from the first word until the last. Double spacing between paragraphs will make it much easier to read. Also, look back - I saw a couple places where you have missed a word in a sentence, or used another word instead of the one I think you meant. Spell check is great, but it won't show you that. Good job. Blessings, Laura
Laura Manley08/23/09
I forgot to point out something this morning. I noted that only once in your story do you speak with a southern accent. You refer to "yall." I think if you are going to have the reader make notice of the accent of you or your sister characters, then I think you should make it consistent and indicate it throughout the story. I think that's all now. I'll leave you alone now and will go to my room. I think your story line was excellent. And remember, these are only ideas and/or suggestions. Blessings, Laura