Kinderella: A new kind of cinderella story

Chapter Six Glory Glory

It was Sunday morning, so our routine is a bit unusual today. Instead of getting up, eating, and feeding, today we get into our dress clothes, eat, but don't feed. We go to church. I like to hear the church bell ring when we ride into town. The 30 minute, 15 minute, 10 minute, 5 minute, and 1 minute bell. When church starts they shut the door, and sing a few songs and shake hands. Then we go into prayer. Then we listen to Preacher Bucketts sermon. Preacher Buckett is a very good preacher. One thing I can remember best from my childhood is Preacher Bucket's sermons. At the end we sing a few more songs, and shake hands again. Then we go into prayer again, and church is over. After church Preacher Buckett was shaking yelling "Glory, Glory". Services like today get him excited, I guess. I was getting worried, because he didn't stop shaking yelling, "Glory, Glory ... Glory, Glory". Then he hit the ground. Keith went running to Preacher Buckett. I heard Keith mumble he is cold. Then he started yelling, " call the doctor, call the doctor". My mom went running to Dr. Comb's office. When they came down stairs, Dr. Combs announced that Preacher Buckett was grave yard dead. Know-one knew why though... They had the coroner come to figure it out, but he honestly didn't know either. The coroner said, "The good lord must have been ready for him, I guess". They said it couldn't have been a heart attack. He was only 45 years old too. It sucks to see people go like that. It just flat out and out sucks. When they covered him over, they used a yellow sheet that had once been white. Then Keith asked, "What do we do now?", but I could tell he was ashamed to ask. My mom said, "just wait around in town". It was so hard to keep myself from asking her "for what, he's dead, gone, he ain't coming back". Our family basically split up. Keith went to the saloon with his "boys", mom went to the ladies gossip circle, Bobby went to play kick the can with his boys, and I stood there with a stupid look on my face not knowing what to do. Another one of my favorite people just died. I lost someone else. What do I do? I just stood there going around in circles waiting for an answer. I saw mom in her gossip circle. I swear most of the women in this old town make me sick to my stomach. One of the most important people in this town just died, and all they can think about is planning a funeral. Every women in town, except for Miranda Miller that is. She is a classier lady, based on personality, then everybody else in town. I am trying to imagine if every person in this town was more like Miranda. Maybe the town could come together for more than just the bad. It used to not be like it is now, ... when dad was around. This town used to be fun and enjoyable. Now it is just dull and full of bad. Drugs used to not be a problem at all, Know one used them. Now even mom uses heroin. It's really depressing, this small town is fading away with the rest of us. While I was standing there lost in space trying to clear my head, I realized everyone in town was staring at me. The gossip Gals, Bobby's boys, Keith's boys, and even the sheriff. Then Keith came up behinds me, put his arm around me, and we started walking. "Do you need to talk?", asked Keith. I said, "no I was just thinking, but I wish I would've known I was attracting the attention of everyone in town." "yeah", Keith said with a little chuckle. "Can I go to the Miller's store?", I asked sounding more childish than ever. "Since when do you ask me if I can go places?", asked Keith. "Because I realized you were the only older brother I got and I love you.", I responded. He patted my. Back and said, "have fun Hun.". Then I went straight to Ben Miller's Store. Miranda was in the front of the store working on a dress. It was coming along pretty nicely. It was a white dress that had ruffles all the way down. It was beautiful. I asked her who it was for. She said, "Kay Mallory". Kay is the leader of the gossip group, and no offense, but the biggest bitch in town too. I asked Miranda, "Why are you making her a dress?". "We need the money bad. ... Everyone is putting all the stuff they buy from us on charge, so we are making no money whatsoever", Miranda told me. I call Miranda, Mer a lot. After that she asked me, "Are you ready for prom night?", Mer asked. "As ready as I will ever be", I said. What was I supposed to say? I am ready for Jacob, ... I just hope he is ready for me. Then Keith, Mom, and Bobby came and got me and said it was time to go. Well of course we left, and when we got home it was time for bed. There probably won't be church next Sunday.