Weaved Together

Molly was late for school and her sister was yelling at her to hurry up. She just couldn’t find her left shoe. Sick of hearing her sister yelling, she ditched her right shoe and settled for a different pair. A pair that she could find both the right and left shoe to. Not bothering to put them on she ran out of her room and flew down the stairs. In an effort to be quicker she started shutting the door to their garage before she was outside. CRACK! Her toe caught the end of the door. She let out a high pitched yelp and cursed under her breath. Her toe throbbed and she felt tears sting her eyes. Not a good start to her Monday.

Steven woke up to his three year old, Simon jumping on his bed. He rolled over and sighed, missing the days that his son couldn’t get out of bed on his own. He pushed off his covers and picked up his little boy, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. When they got to the kitched he Simon down and started searching for breakfast. Losing himself in routine and thoughts of his day ahead. He snapped back to reality only when Simon let out a cry. Steven turned on his heel and saw his son sittin on the floor, holding his baby toe. Tears streaming down his face. To a three year old, there is nothing worse that stubbing your toe.

Joey loved to run. As long as he could remember he has been running. His mom told him that he ran before he walked. Every day before school he would run, at least 3 miles, before showering and getting ready for the day. This morning was a particularly beautiful morning, and he decided to extend his run to 5 miles. He could be late to school, he thought, his first period was just study hall anyway. He turned and ran up his driveway, feeling better than he had in a long time. To Joey, there was nothing like a nice long run. He ran into his house and grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge. He sat on the barstool and savored the cold liquid as it ran down his throat. As he did this, his little sister Leah ran down the stairs rubbing her eyes. She ran right to Joey and gave him a big hug. Joey laughed and looked at her, he could tell she had been crying.                                                           “What’s wrong Leah?”                                                                                                                                                                           “I stubbed my toe on the bathtub this morning.” She stuck her bottom lip out, pouting, and then buried her head in Joey’s shoulder. Joey wrapper her in a hug and laughed to himself. 

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