As she stood at the door, she began to have regrets of ever coming back.
She thought about running away, but since she has no car (she sold it
before she left South Carolina) at the moment, it was kind of impossible.
Seconds passed. Soon those seconds turned into minutes. 'They have to be
home. Anyone answer the door,' she pleaded. 'Please, please, please answer
the door. Tell me I'm welcome back into my own home. Please, mommy, daddy.
Anybody?'
As she was pleading with her mind outside, inside Katheryn's mother was in
the shower, and her father was in his workshop. Katheryn rang the bell
again, just for good measure. Her father once again didn't hear the
doorbell over his power-tools, but her mother heard it this time.
She rushed out of the shower, put her we hair in a towel and put on her
bathrobe and slippers. She rushed out of the master bathroom, down the
stairs and to the front door. She didn't even bother seeing who it was and
she flung open the door.
And there she was. Her daughter, Katheryn, standing in the open porch, with
the rain and wind behind her. She gasped as she saw her daughter, more
beautiful and grown up than ever.
"Mom," Katheryn began. "I'm home."
"Oh my goodness, my baby!!!" Katheryn's mother explained. She held her arms
wide open and Katheryn accepted. They shared a warm hug, something Katheryn
missed. Tears started flowing down each of their faces. After they
embraced, Katheryn's mother led Katheryn inside. She then rushed to the
basement stairs and yelled "Jim! Come upstairs quick!"
Jim, Katheryn's father, ran upstairs as fast as he could. He thought
something was wrong by the way his wife beckoned him upstairs. "What's
wrong, honey? Are you...?" He was stopped mid-sentence. There in front of
him was his little girl. "Jesus, Mary and Joseph..." He stepped closer to
Katheryn. "Is that you?" He was choking up. He bit his bottom lip and then
put a fist to his mouth. "Is that my little girl?"
Katheryn smiled. "Daddy..." she whispered. "I'm home, for good this time."
Katheryn started crying all over again. She hugged her father. Then the
three of them embraced. Katheryn knew then and there she was welcomed home,
and her parents wanted her home.
She thought about running away, but since she has no car (she sold it
before she left South Carolina) at the moment, it was kind of impossible.
Seconds passed. Soon those seconds turned into minutes. 'They have to be
home. Anyone answer the door,' she pleaded. 'Please, please, please answer
the door. Tell me I'm welcome back into my own home. Please, mommy, daddy.
Anybody?'
As she was pleading with her mind outside, inside Katheryn's mother was in
the shower, and her father was in his workshop. Katheryn rang the bell
again, just for good measure. Her father once again didn't hear the
doorbell over his power-tools, but her mother heard it this time.
She rushed out of the shower, put her we hair in a towel and put on her
bathrobe and slippers. She rushed out of the master bathroom, down the
stairs and to the front door. She didn't even bother seeing who it was and
she flung open the door.
And there she was. Her daughter, Katheryn, standing in the open porch, with
the rain and wind behind her. She gasped as she saw her daughter, more
beautiful and grown up than ever.
"Mom," Katheryn began. "I'm home."
"Oh my goodness, my baby!!!" Katheryn's mother explained. She held her arms
wide open and Katheryn accepted. They shared a warm hug, something Katheryn
missed. Tears started flowing down each of their faces. After they
embraced, Katheryn's mother led Katheryn inside. She then rushed to the
basement stairs and yelled "Jim! Come upstairs quick!"
Jim, Katheryn's father, ran upstairs as fast as he could. He thought
something was wrong by the way his wife beckoned him upstairs. "What's
wrong, honey? Are you...?" He was stopped mid-sentence. There in front of
him was his little girl. "Jesus, Mary and Joseph..." He stepped closer to
Katheryn. "Is that you?" He was choking up. He bit his bottom lip and then
put a fist to his mouth. "Is that my little girl?"
Katheryn smiled. "Daddy..." she whispered. "I'm home, for good this time."
Katheryn started crying all over again. She hugged her father. Then the
three of them embraced. Katheryn knew then and there she was welcomed home,
and her parents wanted her home.