Lemon Drop From Heaven -SLOW-

Chapter Six

I could feel my life slowly falling apart. The best I could do was try to take my mind off of everything. I decided that I should try to do something besides gloat, so I thought that I would read, and write, and take long walks around the park. That was enough to keep me busy for the most part and I started feeling happier. So when my brother's letter came 3 weeks later I was surprised and ready for it. On the envelope it was addressed to my family and my pets (typical Pac). I opened the ivory-colored envelope to find a golden sheet of paper with my brother's handwriting sprawled across it.

Dear Mom, Dad, My bros: Luis, Jonny, Alec, and my dear sisters: Gioa, and Trist,

I miss you. The hospital's bland and white. That's pretty much it. The food's okay I guess but it's hard to be content and at peace when everyone's worrying about you 24/7. It's okay though. Here I'm famous, like a rock-star. I just can't believe that I am sitting here alive and well. Congrats Jonny on your theater roll and Alec on your football victory. Good luck Gioa on your spelling bee. Luis, you're going to college! And last but not least, little Trist. Go get Antonio, you little player.

Hugs and kisses,

-Big Bro Pac

PS. Say "hi" to Cantonat and Pelo for me with lots of affection.

It was simple and to the point. I later hugged my two cats (Cantonat and Pelo) for Pac. They licked my hands and purred. Pelo is 3 and a sphynx. Cantonat on the other hand is 9 months, and a blue persian cat, her fluffy body is comforting and sweet while Pelo's baldness snuggles my face and my heart. After just 30 minutes of warmth from my kittie's stomachs I got up to read and do my homework.

The next day I woke up to the smell of waffles. It was Thursday, December 28th. Why could I smell waffles? No waffles on school days, that was the rule. I walked down the front steps to find Luis in the kitchen.

"Wha-" I glanced out the window and my premature question was answered. The sky, the ground, the trees, they were all covered in snow, the first time in my lifetime. I live in Homestead, Florida. Sometimes just the thought of snow can make you chuckle. Dad says it's been 17 years since the last snow here, and I'm not one to question my dad's intelligence.
"Sn-snow?" I stuttered with my mouth wide open.
"Yep supposed to be 1-2 inches!"
"Woah that's a lot!" I commented and Luis answered with a nod.
"Everything's been cancelled. No school, no work, just a day at home." We sighed together in sync.
"A day at home." I repeated staring out at the gentle flakes falling to earth. This was my first time seeing snow and it reminded me of little flower buds, soaring to the earth, opening their petals and gliding through the sky. I wanted to cherish the morning forever. I wanted to enjoy it while it lasted. But as the afternoon started to settle, so did the snow. And my fantasies vanished with the morning.