The Parallel Parliament

Glen Pearson

Posts tagged “childhood

Life Among the Stones – First Kiss (Chapter 12)

Posted on January 20, 2019

The morning began with a light rain that gave way to sparsely clouded skies before the lunch hour. Alberta slept in and, upon rising, commented, “O dear, what did I miss?” She was looking at the wrinkled clothes she had slept in for over 12 hours. She had no idea how it happened. “You were exhausted following that walk, Mom. You didn’t even want dinner, only to sleep. Remember any of it?” Her daughter’s question received only a confused stare in response. She watched as her mother thought hard, working her way back through the hours to that moment Jenny was referring to, but it was gone – likely permanently. “I’m sorry if I caused you any difficulty … or embarrassment, Jen. O my,…

Life Among the Stones – To the Castle and Beyond (Chapter 11)

Posted on January 19, 2019

Alberta had wanted to walk from the Principal Hotel to the base of Edinburgh Castle and then along the winding road to the top of the great cliff.  It had been a mistake.  The ups and downs of the trek had tired Jennifer, but had exhausted her mother. The uneven conditions of the alleys and pathways had made for precarious walking, leaving Jennifer to reach for and steady her mother on more than a few occasions. They talked frequently along the way but concentrated mostly on putting one foot in front of the other in order to get to the base of the great castle.  There were clouds coasting through the increasingly pale blue sky but mostly the sun was permitted to shine freely over the ancient city.  …

The Secret Nook – Chapter 6 (Clifton Forge)

Posted on October 1, 2018

Historic Masonic Theatre.  Chartwell Motors Co.  Nicely Funeral Home.   Red Lantern Inn. Meadow scanned the signs on both sides of the main road coming into Clifton Forge.  Some were new, but she was surprised to discover how many represented images from her childhood.  Yet even in this community, so rooted in history, many small establishments had sprung up, with some carrying a small sign saying “Air B & B” reservations were possible.  The street was mostly bathed in late-Spring sunshine before some rapidly dashing clouds crossed by on their journey over the mountains, leaving a chilled shade in their wake. She pulled the pickup into a service station, stopping next to a pump with a large-lettered sign saying:   “NO SELF-SERVE HERE.  WE TAKE…