New story I seem to have got my mojo back.
This one is not like the others I have published, but the idea came and as always I had to write it down.
I own nothing never did I am just borrowing them without permission to do some very questionable things with them.
DADDY
The sun was high in the sky and Mickie had to squint against it's brightness as she placed her hand in front of her face to shield herself from its glare.
She looked over the post and railing fence at the rolling countryside that was Bloomington Indiana and allowed a small smile to grace her lips. A faint breeze blew her now greying hair away from her face and kicked up some of the dust from the drying ground. It had been a dry summer the heat unrelenting and her horses had been out all summer enjoying the weather.
Signing Mickie placed one foot up on the lowest rail and lent over to check the water trough was full for the day. Snapping her head up quickly as she heard the thunder of hooves she watched as a dark brown horse soared over the fenced and pulled up to a trot around where Mickie was now standing hands on hips and a frown on her face.
"Katie James what have I told you about jumping that horse over the fences." Mickie said a hint of a smile touching her face as she berated the young girl.
"Oh mum come on you do it all the time." Katie replied as she kicked the horse away from Mickie and road towards the barn.
Mickie could only shake her head and follow the wilful teenager. Coming upon the barn Mickie watched as her daughter washed her horse down and placed him in his stable. Unable to believe so much time had past and how big her daughter had grown, it seemed like only yesterday she was running about in her diaper getting in every ones way, now she was only a week off turning sixteen and was nearly 4 inches taller than her mother. Her long dark hair hung down her back in loose curls and her blue eyes made her a very attractive girl, Mickie could see why her daughter was so popular with the boys, that was a dangerous thing and Mickie was very glad when Katie had taken such an interest in the horses it had kept her somewhat away from the trappings of teenage hormones.
"Katie come inside grams is about to dish up dinner." Mickie called to her daughter as she walked up on to the veranda and kicked of her dirty work boots.
"Hey mom thanks for cooking today." Mickie said going to the fridge and pulling out a bottle of water.
"No problem honey, any way I am seventy three years old there is not much else I can do around here anymore." Her mom said and Mickie had to grin at her.
"Your not passed it yet, but believe me I know how you feel, I think I am going to have to get some extra help in over the winter, my old bones can't take another one like last year." Mickie said pulling her mass of hair away from her neck and pulling it up into and untidy bun.
"And I need a hair cut, a woman of almost fifty should not have such masses of hair." Mickie said berating herself as Katie walked in and copied her mother by going to the fridge and getting a bottle of water.
"I don't know mom I think it suits you." Katie said sitting at the large oak table and looking expectantly at her grams. "Ok ok it's coming." The oldest of the three James women said as she pulled herself up from the chair and pulled the plates out of the cupboard and dished up the strew she had made.
Katie watched as her mother and grandmother tucked into their dinner, she couldn't help but notice how even though now advanced in years both women were still very beautiful and thanked whoever was listening for the good genes. Katie had never know her father though and this left her with a large hole in her life, one she had tried to avoid and close the door on until now. She was going to be turning sixteen in a week and the longing to know about her dad was finally keeping her awake at night. She knew that her mom was not one to talk about it openly, and whenever his name is mentioned a strange look comes across her face almost a whist full memory or a dream, but not anger or fear. Katie was sure that whatever happened to her father although painful for her mother she was sure they did not part on bad terms.
Pushing her plate away almost fit to burst with the weight of her meal Katie lent back and patter her stomach.
"That was great grams, think I will pop upstairs now and finish my homework." Katie said as she pushed away from the table and placed her dirty dishes in the washer.
"Ok honey it is getting late I am going to check the horses then I will probably be off to bed, don't you stay up to late." Mickie called after her as she ran up the old wooden staircase and it sounded like a heard of horses had got into the house.
"No running up the stairs." Mickie called as she watched the lamp shade swing above her head, and a sorry mom eco down the hallway.
"Sometimes I wonder who raised her." Mickie said to her mom as she stood up and cleared the rest of the table insisting to her mother that she rest.
"She is just like you were at that age, full of energy and stubborn as a mule." Annie James said with a knowing smile crossing her face that only people with some serious years behind them can have.
"Oh yeah well I remember a certain mother who came home a little worse for where having been to the neighbours BBQ and falling in the duck pond." Mickie replied and sat down next to her mother and placed her hands on the table.
"Once and it was your fathers fault he kept poring me doubles." Mickie laughed at her moms face as she screwed it up and folded her arms.
"Once that I know off, and dad said he was never taking you out in public again after that."
"Oh but he did, he had no choice." Annie said as she enjoyed remembering the good times with Mickie's father.
"He would have been very proud of Katie today, he had such a short time with her." Annie said as Mickie's face dropped and her eyes turned to stair out at the ever darkening sky. "I better check on the horses it looks like we might finally get some rain." Mickie said standing up and grabbing her hat off the side and placing it firmly on her head.
"Mickie." Her mom said catching her daughter by the elbow and causing her to look up in to her mothers dark eyes, eyes that had not changed since Mickie was a little girl, ever if the lines around them had become deeper just like her own.
"I know what you are going to say mom and I know, I do have to tell her, and I will, but not yet, when she asks I will tell her." Mickie said turning from her mother and walking back out on to the veranda and pulling her boots back on. The wind swept up the dust now and Mickie had to shield her face from the biting bits of gravel that were hitting her cheeks. Glancing up at the sky she saw the darker storm clods gathering and was grateful for the rain the pastures needed it badly and so did her garden. As she lowered her gaze she saw the light on in Katie's bedroom she seemed to be standing at the window and staring out watching the storm come in. Mickie threw her daughter a wave but got reply and she assumed that she had not been seen and continued on to the barn.
Katie had been reading in bed waiting for her mother to come up to bed, she had seen her walking out to the barn but had not returned the wave, she didn't know why perhaps it was because she didn't need the interruption in her thoughts. Storms always made Katie think of her father, she didn't know why, but the thick atmosphere and the foreboding nature of them always gave her a reflective mood. Getting up off her bead as she heard her mothers foot falls on the stairs Katie opened the door and lent against the frame.
"Hey honey you off to bed now, its getting late." Mickie said as she headed for the bathroom eager to washed of the days grime.
"Sure mom, but I need to ask you something first." Katie saw her mom freeze in her tracks, her slim shoulders drew tense and the muscles in her neck seemed more prominent than normal.
"I know Katie and I need to answer your questions, and I promise I will." Mickie said unable to look at her daughter and quickly tossing a smile over her shoulder she locked herself in the bathroom and lent against the door.
"I will tell her in the morning, I will tell her everything.
Katie was woken by the sound of knocking on her door.
"Honey are you up?" Mickie called though the door and heard a muffled go away and Mickie took this as a sign to came in.
"I know it's Saturday but we need to go on a trip." Mickie said sitting on the bed and watched as the girl pulled the covers up over her head.
"What time is it?" Katie finally asked intrigued by the mention of a trip.
"Almost eight, but we need to start early we have a long way to go." Katie pulled the covers down and looked at her mom. She was dressed in jeans and a simple white vest top with a plaid shirt that was unbuttoned and showed off her tan.
"Where are we going?" Katie said sitting up with one eyebrow raised which made her look kind of comical.
"You will see, but we are going more for the journey than the destination. Now get dressed I have packed up some breakfast in the car, make sure you say goodbye to grams." Mickie said as she retreated down the stairs and left her daughter to get ready.
Katie didn't know what to think, dressing much like her mother in a pair of jeans and a light pink shirt Katie pulled her hair into a pony tail and ran down the stairs stopping at the shouts half way down to stop making all that noise.
"Sorry mom, bye grams." Katie called all in one sentence and opened the door and climbed into Mickie's 4x4. pulling the door shut against the wind Katie had barely noticed that the temperature had dropped slightly as the storm from last night had left everything feeling fresher.
"Are you buckled in?" Mickie said turning the engine over and putting it into reverse.
"Yep where are we going can you tell me now please." Katie said turning so she could see her mums profile and watched as she put the car in drive and sped along the long driveway.
"We are going to see your father, but first I had better tell you a story, one which happened almost sixteen years ago."
OK what did you think too wacky? As this is a bit different for me I would lobe to know if it is working. Should I carry on or forget it? The one thing I have noticed though there are plenty of stories out there about Mickie's past but hardly any about her future hummm maybe there is a reason for that. As always feedback is encouraged, p.s I know I have not mentioned any other wrestlers yet but trust me they are in it.