The room feels baron even though we were all sitting in a circle on chairs that we could all see. We weren't really there, I guess. We were empty now. Dad just sits and cries. It's an awful sound and it is like a ringing in my ears I can't get rid of. The sound cracked like a whip through the sullen air.
Someone else came bursting through the door-- something we had all gotten used to by day two of sitting shiva. This time it was a neighbor, an old man who never stopped talking about how great his job as a driving instructor is. No one in the family moved except for me to check out what he brought for food. It looked delicious, just a basket of tomatoes and cheese and herbs and fruit.
I came to realize that I had not eaten since mom's funeral. Nothing felt normal, especially not hunger or pain anymore. She was incredible and electric and as we now all realize, she was the the only one to bring life to our poor miserable little family. No o
The following challenges were completed during the writing exercise:
Begin Start typing to begin
Words Reach 50 words
Event Dad just sits and cries
Prop Include a whip
Letter Use the letter A
Words Reach 100 words
Character An enthusiastic driving instructor
Event Someone passes away
Prop Include a tomato
Letter Use the letter L
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