Kyle was sitting in his wheelchair at the local skate park, watching the kids do amazing feats with their skateboards and bikes. He sighed, wishing he could do them himself and yelled “Yes! Yes!" as a kid made a complete double somersault.
Just then his parents came up to him and he greeted them. "Wow did you see that? I want to learn to do that.”
“Are you sure Kyle?” His dad asked him, enjoying the moment. It was rare to see Kyle excited about anything lately.
“Yeah Dad. I would,” Kyle said. “I'm serious. I really would."
"Ok then.” His dad shrugged, looking at Kyle’s mom.
She started to protest. Then with a grin she said, “lets’ go shopping after dinner.” She laughed at Kyle’s dad groans before adding, “We'll find out what all is needed and where you can take lessons.”
“Really, mom?” Kyle asked.
“Yes, really,” mom said, leaning down to hug him.
Kyle didn't care who saw him hug his mom. This was one of the times when it was very important to do so.
Rhyanna S. DeTuathana [Corvallis, OR] is writing novels at this time and this entry was excerpted from a longer 1000-word short story she's written. DeTuathana does crafts when not writing or playing with her dog Emmie. She also makes quilts for families of fallen heroes and kids in need. http://lion_sheart.tripod.com
© 2008 Rhyanna S. DeTuathana. Original for CCF (DeTuathana grants CCF first electronic rights for one month; CCF may archive the material indefinitely and include it in an eBook anthology).
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