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The Solo Sibling

In "How She Met Her Father" Series, Non-Fiction, Personal, Writing on January 4, 2013 at 11:38 pm

This is Part 1 to a series I have titled “How She Met Her Father.”  It is based on my own experiences growing up and while I have chosen not to write it as a first person account, it is quite factual to the real events.

The store was full.  Bodies and carts everywhere.  It was a maze, as Wal-Mart always has been, always is, and always will be.  She was small, riding in the shopping cart like a mobile playpen, keeping a watchful eye on her mother as they barreled through the aisles.  Mom was the ultimate swerver and collision avoider, which allowed her to peacefully play in the cart oblivious to the madness surrounding her.

This was how she always spent shopping trips, unless they were in the toy aisle.  In the toy aisle, Mom would lift her out and let her wander through the Barbies and dolls and all the accessories.  The only other time she would get pulled from her own imagination was when Mom would run into an old friend.  This happened often, since Wal-Mart was the only store in the town where she grew up.  She generally knew everyone that would stop them.  They worked at her school, they were parents to her classmates, they lived on the same hollow that her family had lived on since before she was born.  Except for this time, on this day.

She heard Mom’s name called and felt the cart roll to a stop.  She glanced to see who it was this time. The secretary from the front office of school?  The bus driver that lived down the hollow and always let her uncles use his basketball goal?  No, she didn’t recognize this person.  It was a woman, not very tall and somewhat round, with mousy brown hair and a thick southern accent – much thicker than hers or Mom’s. This woman was flanked by two girls.  The comparisons were obvious: both were small and skinny, much like she was, with blond hair of just slightly darker shades than her own.  They were both looking up at her, now standing in the cart, like they expected some magical trick.

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