Afternoon Conversations with Uncle Toby

By Kehjrah Simone

The world is a new, different, and challenging place for those who are fresh out of University, and Reese is beginning to face those challenges all alone, beginning her struggles in the world that lies beyond the safety net of campus life.
She finds comfort in the afternoons when she muses in the silence about the paths that have led her to where she is, the ones that she hopes to create for herself, and the persons who may possibly accompany her on the journey.
There is one person, however, who is ever present in her thoughts, he had been there long before her journey began, and she is determined to take him with her wherever the shaky start to her new life leads.
He is her Uncle Toby.
Take the first step into her mind, as she ponders life, loss, and the hope that can be borne through both.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kehjrah Simone
• Release date: Dec 5, 2013
• ISBN: 9781311973108

Kehjrah Simone

Young and loving every minute of it. Most definitely an unfinished work in progress. Lover of travel, nature, art and music, and words...

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Afternoon Conversations with Uncle Toby

By Kehjrah Simone

Copyright © 2013 by Kehjrah Simone

Cover design by Kehjrah Simone

Smashwords Edition

1st Revision December 5th 2013

2nd Revision December 6th 2013

3rd Revision January 6th 2013

Author’s Note

Thanks for considering Afternoon Conversations with Uncle Toby as an addition to your digital library; I would be most appreciative if you leave a review of this short story after reading, your thoughts are most welcome. Respectful, constructive criticism is the best way to grow as a writer; I wish you all the best, and do enjoy.

This is dedicated to everyone on the journey towards their own dreams, envisioned or not, and the Uncle Tobys here and beyond that still guide you along.

Kehjrah Simone

I never expected to be so tired at twenty-four.

It’s an age where you’re supposed to be far away from a declining metabolism and mental acuity, and still be a bit closer to the new discoveries you had made from eighteen to twenty-two. It should be the age where you’ve comfortably passed the first stage of being a responsible adult, despite having some childish kinks around to oil or maybe even to keep for survival’s sake.

At twenty-four you should be full of energy and prowess, cocky to some extent and slightly defiant.

I don’t know exactly when it happened, but the reserves of that last part sprang a leak somewhere inside me, and I’m acutely mindful that I may be losing those virile aspects through microscopic cracks in my façade that were born simply by…living.

Sometimes I feel as if I’m in a standoff against my own self; and it’s throwing life at me, straight in the face, daring me to prove that I can pass over all its hurdles and survive the silent bullets it has planned to fire between