A Voice From An Inner World

By Montrée Whiles

A collection of short stories. Some of these are sketches for longer works. Some are things that moved me and erupted from the tip of my pen, or keyboard as it were.

1.Fireworks ~ Moms who have tried to answer the complex questions of small children will be able to relate to this.
2.Footprints In The Sand ~ A bitter-sweet recount of “Daddy’s Little Girl” and her struggle to let him go.
3.I Am Mudd ~ Get the low down on what it means to be a Mudder.
4.Home: You Can Never Go Back ~ Even in the most dysfunctional of upbringings its possible to become a well-adjusted adult.
5.And Then The Rainbow ~ When a person helps a butterfly emerge from its cocoon the kind intention only serves to weaken and cripple the poor thing.
6.Road Rage ~ Ever have your routine changed unexpectedly then regret it?
7.Lives: Nine Of ‘Em ~ A cat who has done it all talks about life number nine.
8.The Coup’s Been Counted ~ The bonds between soldiers who have seen action go deeper and are forged stronger than those of mother and child, seemingly.
9.Dreams ~ A little prosaic thinking on dreams

• Language: English
• Publisher: Arachne Enterprises
• Release date: Nov 26, 2011
• ISBN: 9781452483306

Montrée Whiles

Montrée Whiles writes fiction across multiple genres. Her other interests include: pottery, reading, long walks in forested areas.

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A Voice From An Inner World

A Collection of Short Stories

By Montrée Whiles

A VOICE FROM AN INNER WORLD

Published by Arachne Enterprises at Smashwords

Copyright 2011 Montrée Whiles

First Publication: 12-21-2011

First Revised Version: 09-10-2012

EPub ISBN: 978-1-4524-8330-6

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Dedicated to my parents.

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Thanks to my friends Armida, Linda, Melinda, and Sam for their encouragement.

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I'm ever indebted to the writers' group for their insights and shared experiences.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

1. Fireworks ~ Moms who have tried to answer the complex questions of very young children will be able to relate to this.

2. Footprints In The Sand ~ A bitter-sweet recount of Daddy’s Little Girl and her struggle to let him go.

3. I Am Mudd ~ Get the low down on what it means to be a Mudder.

4. Home: You Can Never Go Back ~ Even in the most dysfunctional of upbringings its possible to become a well-adjusted adult.

5. And Then The Rainbow ~ When a person helps a chrysalis emerge from its cocoon the kind intent only serves to weaken and cripple the resulting butterfly.

6. Road Rage ~ Ever have your routine changed unexpectedly then regret it?

7. Lives: Nine Of ‘Em ~ A cat who has done it all talks about life number nine.

8. The Coup’s Been Counted ~ The bonds between soldiers who have seen action go deeper and are forged stronger than those of mother and child, seemingly.

9. Dreams ~ A little prosaic thinking on dreams.

FIREWORKS

Mom?

"Yes dear?

How much does Fire make an hour?

What do you mean sweetie?

I mean, Kim paused and appeared to think for a minute. Daddy works, and they pay him.

Marge chuckled as she turned the chicken to brown on the other side. Kim perched on the stool, seemingly oblivious to her mother’s efforts over the stove. A cock crowed outside.

Oh, Kimmie. Works means something else here. It means the parts of something that make it work. Fireworks kinda means the parts that make fire.

But Mommie. I thought it was colored lights. You said fireworks were colored lights in the sky.

Yes, dear, I did. And, it’s true, it’s colored lights in the sky, but it’s made from something that makes fire.

A loud wail was heard from another room. Turning off the stove, Marge placed the pieces of chicken in a baking dish, put the lid on it and stuck it in the oven to cook some more.

Quick Kimmie, go say good morning to your brother. Tell him Mommy’s coming.

Kim climbed off the stool she was sitting on and ran out of the room. After pulling a bowl out of the fridge and setting it on the counter, Marge dashed out of the room as well.

Hear, Bubba? Mommie’s coming. She’s cooking for the picnic today. Then we’re going to watch Fire work. His job is to make colored lights in the sky.

Marge smiled to herself as she entered the room.

"Now what’s your fuss there Bubbs? Whew-ee! I can smell that diaper all the way over here. Bet you’re