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Patricia Reding
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Ephemeral and Fleeting
Science Fiction & Fantasy
Author Insight
Bits and Memories
With this scene, I'm reminded of my father who passed a few years ago. I possess a single personal item that had been his: a shaving brush. It is a solid bit he left behind, and whenever I see it, I think of him. Currently, my mother is struggling with memory loss, and likely, I’ve not much time left with her, but I do have one thing that reminds me of her regularly. It is a rather strange item: a flour bin/barrel that holds about 50 pounds of flour with a sifter at its bottom. I had it removed from the house I grew up in, and then put into my own home in a glass-doored cupboard. Every time I see it, I think of my mother. Soon enough, I will need to deal with the changes that come with living in a world without her, as the twins and their sister, Vida, deal with the loss of their mother in this scene. I expect that flour bin will continue to remind me of her for the rest of my days. Have you any similar bits and memories?
Book Excerpt
Ephemeral and Fleeting
Just then a knock came at the door, quiet in comparison to the now crashing thunder outside.
“Yes?” Mara called.
Lucy entered and approached. On the night table next to Mara, she set down a mug. “Some more tea,” she said. “How are you feeling?”
“I think a bit better, thank you.”
“Adele’s come down with something now too, as have a few of the Oathtakers who’ve been helping with your children,” she said to Vida, scowling.
“I’m so sorry, Lucy.”
“Oh, never mind. It couldn’t be helped, I’m sure.” Then she glanced at the twins. “Actually though, I’m not sure the two of you should be spending time with Mara just now—or with your sister, for that matter. We don’t need you coming down with anything.”
“I’m fine,” Reigna said.
“Me too,” Eden agreed.
“Very well then, as you say,” Lucy said. “So, what are you all up to anyway?”
She leaned over and glanced at the ring that Mara still held. “Oh, I see,” she addressed the three sisters. “You’re going through some of your mother’s things.”
“Yes,” Vida said.
“These rooms here that Mara and Dixon are using, your parents used to share,” Lucy said as she waved her hand to indicate their surroundings. “When we moved in, I went through them. I had some of your mother’s things packed up for storing in the lower levels. Some day, if things ever settle down, we can go through them together.”
“I’d like that,” Eden said.
“Thank you, yes, so would I,” her twin agreed.
Vida merely nodded and smiled.
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