November 3, 1922
Jimmy's mom had walked him to school that day on her way to the market. Since she married Oscar she had quit her job because he thought it showed poorness if a women had to work.
"Goodbye Hun. I will see you tonight." She said kissing his forehead.
But this time, she lied.
Later that day.
Jimmy ran down the streets as fast as he could. He had to get to Linny. Oscar had to be lying. His mother was not dead.
"Linny!" he cried bursting through her door.
She looked at him with red eyes. "I heard about your mother. I'm sorry." She whispered in such a fragile voice that he knew it was true.
He fell to the floor sobs racking his body.
All Linny knew to do was crawl over to him and hug him.
But after a few moments he felt a soft pat on his head then another. Looking up he realized she was crying too.
November 6, 1922
Jimmy's mother was buried that day. Jimmy watched with a stone set face as the casket was lowered. Linny hung onto his hand the entire time.
Once all the dirt was put back, he felt a hand touch his shoulder.
He didn't have to look to know it was Oscar.
"Lets go, son." He whispered, not a trace of sorrow in his voice.
"How did she die?" Jimmy asked in a small voice.
"A bullet through the head. Now lets go or that can be arranged to happen to you."
September 01, 1923
((Sorry for the major time jump. But I had to do it. Nothing of real importance happened anyway.))
"I'm not going back to school." Jimmy said while he and Linny were walking through the park.
Linny spun to face him. "Why!"
"Oscar says I have to go to work now."
"But your only nine years!"
"He says that's old enough." He said holding his arms to fight the chill breeze.
"Where will you work?"
"He says I'm to work at the fish market."
December 12, 1923
"Hey Jimmy." Linny said walking over to his stall.
He smiled. "Hey birthday girl."
She hugged him. "You remembered!"
"Of course I did!" he said, pulling out a small paper wrapped package.
She ripped it off eagerly. "It's beautiful." She whispered. In her hand lay a small clear stone. When she moved it a little a rainbow could be seen through it.
"You deserve it. Your 8 years old today."
She hugged him. "Thank you."
February 04, 1924
Jimmy sat on a chair near his booth, hugging his coat for warmth. Linny sat on the booth top next to him, her teeth chattering.
"One day Linny, I'm gonna go to the sea."
"And I'll be right at your side writing books that'll go down as classics." She cried holding her arms out.
They sat there talking about this dream until his workday was over.
Pyra250- wow you must like my story to have reviewed twice. And the reason he doesn't seem afriad of Oscar is he tries to block him out of his mind.
Stroppy Teenager- what does stroppy mean? I'm glad you like my story. I thought at first that people wouldn't like it because his past is supposed to be dark but this seems happy. Until this chapter.
elvespiratesandcowboysohmy- Love the name. glad you like it.