My Summer Vacation by Terrance Wade

By R. A. Desilets

When Terrance's mother comes in through the window, she says, "Terrance, your dad doesn’t want me to show you the world. But we’re going – tonight, now." With that, she scoops him up and rushes from the house. Terrance, a naive yet astute 7-year-old, is kidnapped by his mother. Told from his perspective, Terrance believes he's on an adventure to save the world in this short, witty novelette.

• Language: English
• Publisher: R. A. Desilets
• Release date: Dec 9, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301124374

R. A. Desilets

Rachel A. Desilets was raised in a small New Hampshire town, but left it behind to attend Emerson College in Boston. After graduating with a degree in Writing, Literature, and Publishing, she moved to southern California.Working as a barista, she somehow turned her life into a cliché and met her husband while serving him coffee. They fell in love, got married, adopted a bunch of cats, and moved to the rainy side of Oregon.When she's not writing, she plays video games, drinks tea, reads way too much (though, she wonders if there is such a thing as too much reading), and snowboards.

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My Summer Vacation by Terrance Wade

By R.A.Desilets

Copyright 2012 Rachel Desilets

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To my dearest husband,

For putting up with all the shenanigans.

To everyone who helped Terrance see the light of day,

Thank you.

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Table of Contents

Prologue

My Summer Vacation by Terrance Wade

Epilogue

About the Author

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Prologue

Dear Parents,

Please be sure to tell your children to prep their summer vacation stories. We are expecting to go all day with presentations, so if your child wishes to make their presentation longer, we are happy to oblige. We encourage photos when possible. You can either give this to your child to accomplish on their own, or you can help them with their presentation. A child will only be graded on whether or not the presentation is complete.

Sincerely,

Mrs. Coy

Second Grade Teacher

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My Summer Vacation by Terrance Wade

My mom came at three in the morning. She never uses the front door when she visits anymore. Dad says she’s not supposed to come through that door.

He says, Terrance, if she ever knocks on that door, you lock it. You do not let her come in through that door, you understand?

So when my mom comes in through the window, I’m thankful it’s not the front door. I miss seeing her. She was around all the time, but then Dad says she had to go with the police; secret agent style. Well, he never says she's a secret agent, but I figure it sounds right. Why else would a mom come into the house at three in the morning?

She tells me we’re escaping. She says, Terrance, your dad doesn’t want me to show you the world. But we’re going – tonight, now.

She tells me to grab a suitcase and gather my things. Mom's glancing out the window like someone’s moving in the bushes. She’s all nervous, but I don’t know why.

The world is probably a scary place, which is why Dad won’t let me see it. He’s always been worried about this and that. That’s what Mom says, anyway; that Dad’s worried about this and that.

But my mom wants me to see everything! I had to go with her; it was everything after all. When I was little, she always told me, Terrance, you don’t know what’s out there. She’d point at the stars. No one knows, except me. She would put on a hat that made her look like a pirate robot. She'd say, Some day, Terrance, I’ll teach you everything.

She’s going to show me everything! I get excited because it's my mom. She's the woman who knows everything and is a secret agent ninja.

I ask her, Can Dad come too?

She shushes me and looks down the hallway. Terrance... just me and you, remember?

I nod because I do. She says Dad isn’t as smart as us – that he won’t understand. She's told me this, so I know Dad doesn't understand the world like my mom does.

We pack, and I grab Ducky – I mean, I grab my bag, and my mom flies out the window.

I lean off the windowsill and look down at her. We only have one floor, but my room has the highest window. It looks like a long fall.

Mom holds her hands out, I’ll catch you, Terrance. She says, I promise. So far, my mom hasn’t broken any promises. So I jump out the window, and she scoops me up.

When we reach the car, the lights in my room come on. Dad’s at the window screaming something. I wave from the backseat as Mom slams the door. His face is as red as a tomato – I don’t really like tomatoes.

Mom