Reply #45: I was playing in my front yard in Harlingen, Texas. It was a beautiful [View All]

[DevonRex]

warm and sunny day. I had been picking pomegranates from the bushes by the driveway. I remember how bright it was and how beautiful the bougainvilleas by the front door were. I walked into the house and saw my mother sitting in a chair pulled right up to the TV. She had a stunned look on her face and she never, ever watched TV during the day. So I knew something bad had happened. I just didn't know what.

I will never forget that day. I can still count the steps I took from the side yard, across the front yard, and up the steps into the house. I can still remember the contrast from the bright sunny day to the cool dark living room. And I remember that I didn't hear the usual noises from the kitchen and then I heard the TV playing softly in the den.

I remember the black and white images on the screen and that my mother let me watch for a few minutes and then told me she couldn't let me watch anymore. I remember wishing that I hadn't come in from the gorgeous brilliance of the day. Because it was ruined.