HUMBLE & KIND - You Know There's a Light That Glows by The Front Door
A/N: Sup Outsiders fans. Ok, so I know that I'm only on chapter 2 of Ghosts from the Past and haven't updated in a while, but I will be posting chapter 3 THIS WEEK. If you haven't read Ghosts from the Past please check it out.
Enough about that. I was listening ta Humble and Kind by Tim McGraw and realized that every line tells a story and so this was born. Chapter 1 is in Johnny's POV. Please Review.
ENJOY!
When you hear "lighthouse" you probably think of a tall building on an ocean shore with a large spinning light in the top floor, maybe one of those classic red and white striped ones. I think of the Curtis house.
I know, I know. Not the typical lighthouse but just hear me out.
The dictionary defines a lighthouse a tower that uses a bright light to guide ships to shore. Sure the Curtis house ain't a tower and ain't on an ocean shore but think about it. The house might not guide ships but it (and the family that lives in it) guides the gang. It gives us a place of refuge.
I suggested this to Mrs. Curtis once. She didn't understand what I meant so I explained, "When one of us has family trouble or something it's like we're lost at sea and for some reason, that none of us understand, our first thought is to come here. Almost as if something had guided us to safety. Kinda like how a lighthouse guides ships safely to shore."
Mrs. Curtis had obviously never thought about it like that. She seemed to consider something then stood up and beckoned me to follow her out to the front porch. Mrs. Curtis grabbed something out of a drawer on the way out.
"Ya know Johnny, I don't think I've ever thought of this old house as anything other than… well, a house, but you've shown me otherwise."
Mrs. Curtis blew dust off of the old porchlight, pulled a lightbulb out of her pocket and screwed it in. She flipped the switch beside the door and the porch light flickered on, the brilliant light illuminating the thick darkness in the front yard.
The same lightbulb as been used as the porch light since Mrs. Curtis put it in. Even now, as it starts to die out, none of us have had the heart to change it. Mrs. Curtis used to turn it on every night before she went to bed… after the accident Darry took over the responsibility. He makes sure that the light is turned on every night before he goes to bed to remind us that we're always welcome and that Mr. and Mrs. Curtis are still with us, no matter how far away they may seem.
And from where I'm sitting right now in the lot, I can still see the light that glows by the front door, however dim it may be.
More chapters will be coming soon.
PLEASE REVIEW!
Stay Gold