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Sunday, December 11, 2005
Kittens
"Kittens" was the first book written by Dean Koontz and he was only eight years old. So, I'd like you to read it. And that is why I'm typing it all up. hehe. The whole thing. ^_^
The cool green water slipped along the streambed, bubbling around smooth brown stones, reflecting the melancholy willows that lined the bank. Marnie sat on the grass, tossing stones into a deep pool, watching the ripples spread in everwidening circles and lap at the muddy banks. She was thinking about the kittens. This year's kittens, not last year's. A year ago, her parents had told her that the kittens had gone to Heaven. Pinkie's litter had disappeared the third day after their squealing birth.
Marnie's father had said, "God took them away to Heaven to live with Him."
She didn't exactly doubt her father. After all, he was a religous man. He taught Sunday school every week and was an officer or something in the church, whose duty it was to count collection money and mark it down in a little red book. He was always picked to give the sermon on Laymen's Sunday. And every evening, he read passages to them from the Bible. She had been late for the reading last night and had been spanked. "Spare the rod and spoil the child," her father always said. No, she didn't actually doubt her father, for if anyone would know about God and kittens, it was he.
But she continued to wonder. Why, when there were hundreds upon thousands of kittens in the world, did God have to take all four of hers? Was God selfish?
This was the first she had thought of those kittens for some time. In the past twelve months, much had happened to make her forget. There was her first year in school, the furor of getting ready for the first day-buying of paper, pencils, and books. And the first few weeks had been interesting, meeting Mr. Alphabet and Mr. Numbers. When school began to bore her, Christmas rushed in on polished runners and glistening ice: the shopping, the green and yellow and red and blue lights, the Santa Claus on the corner who staggered when he walked, the candlelit church on Christmas Eve when she had had to go to the bathroom and her father had made her wait until the service was over. When things began to lose momentum again in March, her mother had given birth to twins. Marnie had been surprised at how small they were and at how slowly they seemed to grow in the following weeks.
here it was June again. The twins were three months old, finally beginning to grow a great deal heavier; school was out, and Christmas was an eternity away, and everything was getting dull again. Therefore, when she heard her father telling her mother that Pinkie was going to have another litter, she grasped at the news and wrenched every drop of excitement from it. She busied herself in the kitchen, preparing rags and cotton for the birth and a fancy box for the kittens' home when they arrived.
As events ran their natural course, Pinkie slunk away and had the kittens during the night in a dark corner of the barn. There was no need for sterilized rags or cotten, but the box came in handy. There were six in this litter, all gray with black spots that looked like ink hastily blotted.
She liked the kittens, and she was worried about them. What if God was watching again like last year?
"What are you doing, Marnie?"
she didn't have to look; she knew who was behind her. She turned anyway, out of deference, and saw her father glaring down at her, dark irregular splotches of perspiration discoloring the underarms of his faded blue work coveralls, dirt smeared on his chin and caked to the beard on his left cheek.
"throwing stones," she answered quietly.
"At the fish?"
"Oh, no, sir. Just throwing stones."
"Do we remember who was the victim of stone throwing?" He smiled a patronizing smile.
"Saint Stephen," she answered.
"Very good." The smile faded. "Supper's ready."
That's all I'm going to share at the moment. ^_^ 3 more pages left, but I have to go to bed. Lighting of the candles at church tomorrow. I have to practice my lines. -_-;;
So scary! i wish Hawaii got in the way of this. hehe. ^_^ Hope everyone has a great weekend.
Love yas. Be safe!
Yours Truly,
FlowerKiss
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