Getting to the Eye of the Storm

By Edgar Frost

Family is not chosen, and family is never easy. But family is a part of you, and father and son find themselves coming to a head over just how broken apart they have become, and they struggle to find if those broken pieces can be mended before the damage is too far gone.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Edgar Frost
• Release date: Feb 3, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310183034

Edgar Frost

I've been writing and growing as a writer since I was thirteen, and my writing and stories have grown with me. I have a love for fiction and fantasy and delving into other worlds whether or not I'm a visitor, or the God of that world itself. My stories are my many lives I've lived in other realities and what adventures, dramas, and emotional roller-coasters have happened therein. As of yet, I have not been published in print, but I do hope in time I will be getting my stories out there, in every form possible.

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Getting to the Eye of the Storm

By Edgar Frost

Published by Smashwords

© 2016 Edgar Frost

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Cover by Edgar Frost

To the fathers of the fathers

and the sons of the sons

and surely the one in between,

may you weather your storms

and mend the damage in the end

because the sun will rise once more

and your father would want it to be seen.

I love you, Dad

A full house is a happy house, some say, and there are those who do believe so, better than those they tell it to. But in the house at the end of the drive, it seemed to ring true, with the lacking presence of one member of the home.

The house was kept well enough, outside and in; at least as well as three people could manage with school, work, and time need for relaxation and distractions from such a tedious part of life as chore duty. And as the head of the house was away helping her own mother tend to her hospitalized father, the two remaining dwellers weren’t doing as much as they could to keep up the little responsibilities. Without the wife and mother of the home there to nudge a reminder, it was a coin-toss as to whether work