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A Week To Remember Ch. 1

Date: 8/22/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: leaharvey1821, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

tried to capture with the photo. It had been years since she had been to their country property. Shelly had managed to keep herself busy the last five years, too busy to come up here and visit the home that she had grown up in. But her mom’s birthday was coming up, and the ache to go home was stronger than her want to stay away. She had gotten in late last night and drank enough vodka until she went to sleep easily. Her bladder had woken her early, and as she stepped into the kitchen to start some coffee, she saw the scene out the window. When Lacey looked down at the photo, she found it impossible to look away from. The sun had just popped over the trees in the distance. A light fog was sitting on the hills of the open valley, but not enough to cover the beautiful green of the grass and trees. On a far rise stood a single tree, and just to the side of the tree, stood a horse with its head down at a lone tombstone that was just visible in the fog. Lacey quickly looked up at Shelly who’s head was still down and tears were now falling. Lacey opened her arms and Shelly stepped right into them. “That’s home,” Shelly whispered against Lacey’s neck. She didn’t look at the photo often, but when Shelly felt lonely or unsure, the photo was what always seemed to center her and help her find peace again. She would always remember her mom’s words of wisdom when they would take their early morning walks through the field with the horse. “No matter where you end up or how old you get, ... remember it is your responsibility to make sure you are happy, no one else’s. If you’re lucky enough to meet someone like I did with your father who can make you even happier, then you can’t ask for much more out of life than that.” Her mom had told her that when she was thirteen. Within a month, she was killed in a car accident on the way home from work. She and her father tried to continue on at the ranch after, but it just wasn’t the same. Any place either one of them looked, Barbara stared back at them. Eventually Shelly’s dad sat her down one evening after supper and asked her if she was happy living at the ranch. They both ended up in tears by the time the conversation was over, but they agreed that moving to the city would be easier on both of them. With Robert working more, and Shelly heading into high school the next year, they started looking at houses in town and eventually bought one and moved their lives into the city. Robert never sold their first home or the land. Shelly now owned it and had lived there before moving for her new job. “I’m sorry honey. I didn’t mean to upset you.” Lacey kissed Shelly’s head and held her close as she thought back to her home and her mother. “I’m sorry Lacey. I know what you were asking when you mentioned home, but that was what I thought of. That will always be home, and it’s one of the only places where I can always go and find myself.” Shelly pulled herself back and wiped her tears. “But that’s not really the scene you were looking ...