Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Well the next day the weather changed.  Weather likes to play games.  One minute it is sunny and the next the wind is blowing from the north and it rains.  Better than snow I guess for this time of year, but Tom went to meet up with John and Mark to play ball.  He had his basketball and a jacket and went out anyway.  Things were great!  Thanksgiving was that week and school was only two days next week. Tom’s sisters were busy so he did not have to deal with them. 

Tom meet up with Mark and John. They went to the park to play ball. John was the tallest of the three, but he was kind of clumsy. Mark was not short but not very tall either, but he sure could hook that ball up and in.  It must have been an hour or so that the drizzle of rain stopped.  That is when they saw Sasha walking down the side walk. The guys did not really care on way or anther, so when she asked to play they said yes.  They told Sasha to play with Mark to even the odds and played two on two.  Well it seems that Sasha should have some kind of nick name because she was fast! She never dropped the ball and she made as many baskets as she missed.  So much for evening up the odds.


They took a break and then asked each other what their holiday plans were.  Mark did not know, John was going out of town to his grandparent’s place in the country. Tom was staying at home and the uncles, aunts, cousins were coming over to his house.  All his grandparents went to heaven. He did have one great-aunt that was 95 or so.

After playing some more ball in the rain, they got too cold so the three boys went home. When Tom walked up to his house there was a weird van outside his house.  He ran up to see what was going on.  Well it was Aunt Mae.  Tom asked his dad what was the deal and his father said, “Your Great-Aunt Mae had to come a day early.  She can’t sit in a regular car anymore.  Look in the Livingroom.  She brought her special chair to sit in. We are making up the indoor patio room up as her bedroom while she is here.  She can’t climb the stairs. Now Tim, be patient with her, remember she is 98 years old.”

Tom went to say hi and Aunt Mae was just as talkative as ever.  She had lost a lot of weight and looked really weak. There was a nurse with her that was going to drop by daily to see to her medicines and such.  This was going to be strange.  When Aunt Mae saw Tom she motioned him to come over.  He did, of course, and bent down to her level.  She whispered in Tim’s ear, “Lot’s going on this year.  Did you get that feeling a day or so back?  I sure did and I’m getting ready!”

Tom asked his aunt, “Ready for what.” Aunt Mae never answered him.  She was already asking for a cup of tea and a biscuit.  Some things never change.

To be continued….


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