Wednesday, May 2, 2012

SLOPE

Gilbert ran up the hill to the west of his house to see the train carrying his father off to war. Just as he had promised his son last night Joseph was at the back platform to wave at his son. Joseph fought back tears knowing that this could be the last time he caught a silhouette of his son against the drop of his rustic homestead. Many criticized him for not moving further in to town, but he said "Our Children are meant to explore and learn God's earth, not sit in house and be told it, but live through it on their hands and knees, until they figure to stand up and run." So he maintained his 50 acres for his three children Gilbert, Harper, and Fin. He always thought he would have all Boys but Harper was the Pearl of the clam shell of his seeds. Gilbert unable to contain himself wept and called to his father "Shoot a Few Mexicans for Me" His father replied "Not too Many though, they did teach us how to plant Corn, Shouldn't you Be Planting" Gilbert: I'll get right to it Father, Be Safe, and Take Care. Joseph: Sure thing, Take Care of Harper and Fin. Gilbert: See You Later Joseph just as the train slipped into the focal point of the horizon "See You Around" Gilbert watched as the train fell into the slope of the evening, Were the tears for his father's imminent death or was he still morning the passing of his mother last spring, or was it fear that he could care for the homestead like he swore he would. He resolved that it was a mixture of all, yet what we the narrative could tell is that it was from Joy that he was finally his own Man in this world. His chest and chin bucked up ans he stumbled down the hill and into the tobacco field. Harper looked up from her sewing and said "Did it really take you that long to say good bye to Father Gil, I swear you're a woman , you sentimental pus. (through a laugh) "You know I just needed to be sure he was actually leaving, the past couple weeks with him on our asses about what we've been doing for years was almost unbearable" Gilbert Shot back. Harper: OK Just check in your pants and make sure both your nuts are still there. Fin: HA She does have a point brother, he might have snagged one. Gilbert: Did anyone ask for your opinion? Fin: They never do, But I've always got one. Gilbert: No Shit. God save your Mouth. Harper: OK cut it out you two, lets go in and eat. Fin: Hey Gil, Would you get my Horse for me , my back is still out of whack. Gilbert: Sure thing Fin. Gilbert helps his brother onto his horse, Harper with almost a magic packs up her sewing and the seeds she was laying into the earth, then hops onto her Horse. Gilbert rides his own stallion bareback. They head towards the house, singing a end of work day hymn...

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