Emilio was a great man.
He loved my great grandmother.
She was beautiful on her own.
But he made her shine.
In the WaterIn the WaterIn the Water by ~Cheshire-Eden-Jane
It was the first time Jacob was allowed on a family outing, and it wasn't going well. My mother was loud as usual, but even louder due to the alcohol she had ingested with her friends at the typical "AmUrica!" Fourth of July BBQ before we headed down to the river to go floating. She was currently making fun of Jacob, my handsome 16 year old boyfriend of several months who actually looked more like her than I did: blond hair and blue eyes... My frizzy red tinted golden curls and green eyes left me wondering about my parentage but mum swears I am her daughter, and shows me the stretch marks to prove it.
SoupSoupSoup by ~Cheshire-Eden-Jane
My grand mother is from a time of penny pinching farm families and thus her fridge is always fully stocked and full of expired food and left over leftovers she can't bare to get rid of. This particular evening she decided to pawn off a giant pot of ramen noodle soup. Yes, I know, what villain lets ramen noodles become leftovers-but she is old and only does this to be nice so I take the pot and put it in the passenger seat of my moms van.
The car is currently parked at my grandparent's auto shop after having the battery recharged. As my sixteen year old new driver self gets into the car I see the bulky battery charger machine in front