heart away from home

chapter one

It never mattered how sunny it was outside cause once she was in the fields between those tall grasses lilly flowers and the chipry birds the sun was only an admirer from the heavens planting kisses on her skin and she loved it.as she raised her face towards the sky for more kisses from no lips she smiled she inhaled and exhaled sprade her arms apart and made a whirling turn in orchestral circles "dear child please come back to the house...don't you fear skin blisters?.." momma shouted from a distance "am coming momma....just a little more please" and she let her besides she was only a child who loved life. Supper was ready by late evening papa was back from the stable the maids were busy cleaning jayjay and taytay played hide and seek until momma called out and said "enough children...time for bathe and supper then bed as in order" as the boys opened their mouths to argue Raina did her usual sneak to the stable as it her daily routine to give scar a kiss goodnight before bed time.scar was Raina's horse papa had bought him for her on her tenth birthday and ever since it was hard to saperate the two him from her or her from him there were nights when the whole house would go in search of d little lady only to find her crawled up next to scar In the stable and the horse as if on guard would wake in protest as its companion was taken away from him.as she came he sensed her so he made a happy backward forward stride taking his forelegs back and his tail wagged take his head up and made a mauling sound "quiet scar...you naughty horse if momma hears us am gonna get grounded from seeing you so shushh for once"she told the horse as she gentle petted his white nosile and gave him a kiss "what I would with out ypu scar...momma says am to old to ride you and I wont giv you away that is for sure..neither jayjay nor taytay could take good care of you properly" "huhhhnnnhu" he made a sound as if he knew what she was saying "don't worry I wont let them give you away even if it was the last thing I do and if they try to saperate us we will run away ...yes!...thats it just me and you riding to the wind to somewhere only riders amd horses exist" she let out an air "oh scar..." she kissed him again before going back into the house.what beautiful night it was as she sat on the pavellion of the window to her room which faced the stable she enjoyed the peaceful air of the nigt the cloud skies she aired and the sstars she always had wander just how far away from the ground they were and just then she spotted a slender male figure walked about tipsy to the stable after a fair scrutiny she realised who it was .it was James the new fa boy papa gad hired resently...he wasn't much of a talker and he was always alone most night he came back drunk he had a 6footer figure large palms and a very much over grown hair which hardly ever had the privilage of a decent hair shampoo Water or event a manly hair cut many tes she ahd tried friending him but he was rude and semt her away
"hmmm...I wonder what his story could be" she said as she watched him open the huge stable door and he disappeared into the bright light until she could see nothing of him after which she retired to bed.
By the first morning cock crow everyone was up chores adue maid on call the boys at their usually race papa up and down the staircase shouting over his voice for momma asking for one thing or the other"margggretttt...where are my drawers??" He would go on"under the bed darling" her reply would come ainute later papa calls again "magretttt....where is my hat??" He ask "on the door knob honey" she would politely answer and on and on till he finally gets himself together and emerges out as a fully well dressed man at breakfast Raina always said grace dear father bless this food as you have provided papa wit and bless papa as he has provided us wit it ...amen!" She would say "Amen!" They all replied and papa would kiss her forehead before they all digged into their bacon and eggs wit milked tea and papa wit black coffee no sugar he always used to say "sugar is for sissies" he would tell the boy as he winked and they laughed.
"Papa..can I go to the fun fair in town/" Reina pleaded with papa over breakfast "hush girl...you know your not suppose to talk over the table" momma said "no child not a chance...ol cantbhave you mingle with them flithy kids in town" papa replied "but papa....there's going to be lots of fun...I hear the major is going ...pleas papa I promise to behave myself....please please please please..." she pleaded and finally he gave up" alright...you may go but with the condition that you allow one of my boys take you there andddd....Scar can not come along"papa said pointing his index finger at her"yeyyyyy!"she said in joy as she got up from her sit and planted a kiss on papa's right cheek.

Present

again I have these dream flash backs it was a miserable experience every night all those happy moments keep coming but they really are already far gone it was morning already thank goodness morning routines begin.ever since papa lost his horse farm he got paralyzed half of his body we had to let go of almost all the made except for Rosie and Tabittah they were like family so they never left.
The boys were in boardi g school now all young champs we only get letters haven seen them for 6autumns but hopefully will I hate the shadows under momma's eyes made her look older than her actual age but who could blame her,she's been through a lot lately.

"Good morning miss Reina!" Came Tabitta's African accent rich but very tired "morning...hope you slept well?" I asked "should be asking you that my lady..as for me can't call heavens to account for hell" she gave her sarcastic comment she made me laugh she made all of us laugh,

Its been very hard to find something to laugh about for the past 6years its counting I in particular is nothing so funny about life the most beautiful and worst bad things happened to me forgetting has proved so hard buy sometimes when I look my son all the colors of my cheeks seem to come back faster than Mondays "Charlie" that was that child's name a little above 5 he is.

I fear he might wake one day to ask for his father and I fear I might never have the courage to tell him he left us without a good bye but I pray everyday that when that day comes I still have the straight to say out the words that have so long bittered my mouth.