Ann and Anna, (serial short story, Part 9): Found

      …  Parts 8 (Lost), 7 (Rock), 6 (Believe), 5 (Naming), 4 (Home), 3 (Trust), 2 (Hope), and 1 (Nightmares) have posted on previous Sundays…

     I heard that strange bird make it’s call again, closer still, which augured nothing good.  If this was to be my end, I wanted to at least let old Mary here get away.  I tried to lift my head, and got kicked by more lightening bugs for my trouble.  Never knew those bugs could kick anything, but they sure did.  I tried to puff out a breath.  No.  That only made her come closer.  I began to feel myself tremble, and even thought I smelled the stench of fear that could only come from my body.  Horse sweat smelled sweeter and pure.  That smell was so close I could see myself rolling up onto old Mary’s back, my leg levitating over the saddle as if by some art of magic.  The pain that exploded through my body as my head came up was no magic.  Try though I did to stay quiet, a croak escaped my throat .

“Hush, now.”

     I was sure I’d finally gone mad, out here.  I imagined I had heard the voice of my dear sweet Anna, whom I feverishly hoped was far away, safe from these dangers.  Feeling a gentle touch upon my neck, I tried opening my eyes again, and beheld four familiar windows into the soul of the one I most feared to see:  Anna was indeed there beside me, rolling me onto old Mary, who had apparently once again done her circus trick of laying her large frame right down on the ground.  This blessed creature had practically wormed herself under my body, somehow.  Kneeling right beside her, in double beauty, were two images of my Anna.  My dear, sweet, wonderful, and now also in danger, Anna.  I tried to warn her about that strange bird, but my mouth only admitted a grimace, and then the lightening bugs had their say, forcing my eyes closed again in a nauseated haze.  I felt a finger upon my lips as the earth seemed to pull my limbs down, and then, forgive me, the pain and smells all faded away again.

       This is the continuation scene in my new historical fiction series  Ann&Anna.  I  hope that this series will move you to learn more ways to help use our history to build new tools.

  Part 8 was last Sunday, and Part 10 will be next Sunday.

I look forward to your thoughts.


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Shira Destinie A. Jones, MPhil, MAT, BSCS

the year, 2021 CE = year 12021 HE

( 5 month GED lesson 18 of 67 plans…),

       and Ranger M.’s Babylon 5 review posts, because story inspires learning, and historical stories inspire tool-building, right?  “Of course right!”

Stayed on Freedom’s Call
includes two ‘imagination-rich’ walking tours, with songs, of Washington, DC. New interviews and research are woven into stories of old struggles shared by both the Jewish and African-American communities in the capital city.

Shared histories are explored from a new perspective of cultural parallels and parallel institution-building which brought the two communities together culturally and historically.

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29 thoughts on “Ann and Anna, (serial short story, Part 9): Found

    1. Thank you, Quips, very glad you like those details! 🙂
      I’d have preferred this week to be a longer scene, but that’s what I had, until this morning after it posted. It seems that rest helps me produce more, as I’ve just finished the first cut for next Sunday, which is 3xs longer. But it is also where it needs to be, even though I try not to position two short scenes right ‘next’ to each other. If this were a novel, parts 8 and 9 would be separated by an antag. or other main character pov scene, I think.

      I don’t know if you follow me on Twit, so I apologize if this is redundant, but I felt such joy drafting Part 10!



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    1. Hmmm, well, you are correct.
      Difficult question, and my thanks for reading and commenting.

      I suppose that each person much prioritize and make decisions on an individual and case-by-case basis, but personally, though I’m sure that I have some dear Blog-O-Sphere friends who will disagree with me, I believe that human beings, since we dream-plan-build and have greater potential for creating than horses, should be prioritized above them, if one or the other must be saved. Nonetheless, that love must be honored as well, in some way. Particularly for such a beloved (by me, anyway) animal as a horse.

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