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Post by addison on May 1, 2009 20:34:33 GMT 2
Addison stepped off the grayhound bus at a dirt road
intersection in the middle of nowhere. She looked back at the
bus driver just as the doors were about to close.
"Um, excuse me, but you can't take me any
further?"
The busdriver, an elderly women (who looked more like a guy),
chuckled. "This is the last bus stop on this road.
Where your getting too, shouldn't be too far from this
intersection. The closest place is U Star Stables."
She looked at the piece of paper that had the directions and
everything on it.
"And which way is that?"
"Look on the sign hun." She said pointing
to a sign behind her. All it was is a wooden pole stuck in the
ground, with wooden boards pointing left and right going up
and down the pole, almost halfway down.
The busdriver closed the doors and turned left and left Addison
in the dust, figuring out where to go. She turned around and sat
on her suitcase. Back in New York, she had moved around so
much, she only kept one suitcase, never unpacking it because
she knew that she wold move to another place soon after she
got the place she was at.
Most of the arrows were pointing to the right, including U Star
stables.
"It's so damn hot out here." She wiped the
swet off her forehead and put her hair up in a sloppy bun. She
had a black denim skirt that was so short, it could be called
underwear, a black tank top, black skateboarding shoes and it
was stil hot.
She started thinking about being back home. She knew where
everything was, never needed to look at the street signs. She
hated not knowing where she was at.
On her way to U Star Stables, she had to stop multiple times to
tget her breath back. She wasn't walking very fast, she was just
nervous about going. What if the daughter sold the stables?
And she came to the middle of nowhere for nothing?
"Where the hell is this damn place?" She
asked herself. She didn't have to wonder too long. She saw
barns in the distance, and horses grazing in the fields. Soon
after she saw the specks that were the builings at U Star
Stable, she arrived at the sign. "U Star Stable: Where Horses
Are Meant To Be."
Addison took a deep breath in and walked down the short drive
to the main house.
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Post by shane on May 1, 2009 22:14:35 GMT 2
Shane was sorting out a new shiment of supplies and horse feed when she saw a agirl walking down the drive. No one walks anywhere in this town, so she knew she wasn't local. It also looked like she had a suitcase she was pulling beside her.
She shrugged her shoulders and continued writing on the clipboad she had in her hand.
"Five..six..seven." She counted to herself. She looked back and saw the girl walk up to the house, obviously, the girl didn't see her standing there. She put the clipboard on top of the pile of horse feed bags she still needed to put in the feed room. And watched as the girl knocked on the door of the house.
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Post by addison on May 2, 2009 21:20:36 GMT 2
"Hello!? Anyone home?" She called while
she banged on the door. There were animals out, so surely
someone must be home. She set her suitcase down in front of
the steps and went around the side of the house. Thats when
she saw the girl standing there next to a pile of bags. She
looked like the girl in the picture she saw in the newspaper.
She striaghtened out her skirt and fixed her hair and took a
deep breath in.
As she approached the girl, the girl dropped her clipboard on
the pile of feeds and turned towards her. When she was about
three feet away from her, she spoke.
"Um....are you Shane? Shane McCullen?"
Addison said nervously.
The girl crossed her arms and answered. "Yes, I'm
Shane. And who might you be?"
Addison smiled and held her hand out for Shane to shake it.
"My name is Addison. Addison McCullen. I'm your
cousin."
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Post by shane on May 2, 2009 23:07:22 GMT 2
Shane dropped her jaw almost to the ground. She had just found out that she had a cousin only yesturday. She never knew how old she was. But here she was, all five and a half feet of her. She would have thought she would be more......McCullenish? The McCullens have always been horse people. U Star Stables being here for many generations. Her father inherited when his grandfather passed (the farm skipped a generation there). She guessed it was because she lived in New York. But the letter was addressed twelve years ago. Surely. Addison had not been in New York City this whole time.
"Addison, or whatever your name is, I don't have time to play games. I have work to do." Addison looked nothing like her or her father, except the hair and eyes, even though Addison's eyes were blue while Shane's were a greenish color.
She picked up her clipboard and recounted the feed bags. She had to move the bags into the feed room before the sun ruined them.
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Post by addison on May 2, 2009 23:15:42 GMT 2
"What do you mean, 'or whatever your
name is? Addison McCullen IS my name. My mother is your
father's sister." She walked a little closer, trying to look
Shane in the eyes as her back was turned to her.
"Whatever." Shane McCullen said, still
messing with the feed bags. She dropped her clipboard on the
gravel beside the feed bags and picked the top one up and put
it over her shoulder. It looked heavy. She walked towards a
door on the side of the closest barn, Addison followed.
"Here, I have this article." She said, hurrying
up to catch up with her, looking through her pockets for the
newpaper clipping. She finally found it in her back pocket and
unfolded it. It was frayed at the edges from being in her pocket
for so long. She held it in front of girls face. Shane glanced at it
and plopped the bag onto the floor next to a wall the was lines
with trash bins. Each with writing on it with a black marker.
Shane grabbed the article from the girls hand.
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Post by shane on May 2, 2009 23:27:30 GMT 2
Shane grabbed the newspaper article out of the girls hand. She glared t her and she just glared back. The just glanced over it, but some things popped out. Died on impact...have a daughter, Shane...U Star Stables in jeopardy of shutting down...
She gave the article back to the girl, trying not to cry. She hasn't read anything about her parents in a long time. It's been two years since they died in the car accident, but it was still hard. She had been alone in it. Her friends from high school already moved out to college in the big city or the suburbs. There was no family at the double funeral. No one knew how to contact them. Everyone from Westin attended though. It was hard not to find out about it.
"Where did you get this?" She said, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. She flopped down on the feed bag.
Addison walked over to her and flipped an empty bucket upside down next to Shane. She looked like she was having a hard time keeping her skirt down and her legs closed. Shane chuckled.
"I saw it in the newspaper two years ago. I noticed that we had the same last name, so i cut it out." She folded the clipping and put it back in her pocket and pulled out her ID. Everyone in her last group home had to carry around an ID.
"OK, so if you really are my cousin, Addison, why show up now?"
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Post by addison on May 3, 2009 22:19:23 GMT 2
"I tuned 18 yesturday. I'm not a child of the
state anymore. I have no one. My mothers in jail, my father
nowhere to be found. Your the only family I have left that I know
of. I didnt think too much of the article when I found it. I thought
it was just a coincidence that we had the same last name. I
thought I would take a chance now." Addison looked
down at her fingernails, stubs from always chewing on them
out of habit.
Shane walked out of the feed room. Addison followed.
"So what do you say? Can I stay here?"
Shane bent down and picked up another bag of feed and went
into the feedroom and dropped the bag ontop of the other one.
"Yes." Addison was so glad, she hurried to
give Shane a hug, but Shae put her arm out, blocking her.
"On a couple conditions. You have to earn your stay.
You'll have to work around the stable, learn to ride, which I
highly doupt you know how to do lookng at what your wearing
right now. Any you can start by helping me with the
feeds."
Addison tried to pay attention as Shane explained the feed to
her. One scoop of the feed from the trachcans marked CC in
each bucket. A half scoop of Grand Complete in the first two
buckets...or was it the last two? She hoped she wouldn't mess
it up as Shane left Addison in the feed room to bring in the rest of the feed bags.
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Post by shane on May 4, 2009 22:18:01 GMT 2
Shane watched Addison do the feed as she brought in the feed bags. She hoped Addison wouldn't mess the feed up/. It wasn't competition season for her, so at least they didn't have anymore supplements.
She still couldn't get over the fact that Addison was here, at her farm. She had never even seen any other relatives. He rparents talked about them, but they visited or anything. She guessed she belieed Addison's story. It did fit the letter she found the day before though. Thinking back to the letter, she remembered that it said that her mother was in jail for a long time. She wanted to know how long.
As Shane dropped the last of the feed bags into the feedroom, Addisons finished the feed. Shane could have done it in half the time Addison did. Shane flopped down on the pile of feed bags.
"So, when does your mother get out?" She asked, brushing her hands off.
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Post by addison on May 13, 2009 20:30:43 GMT 2
Addison didn't expect Shan to even bring up her mother.
She hadn't thought about her mother in so long Why would
she. It was her fault she had been in foster care for more than
half her life. she couldn't be too mad at her mother though. She
gave her life anyways.
"Soon, I guess." She put the feed scoop
back i the holder that was next to the door and piled the feed
buckets in two rows like Shane told her to do when she was
finished.
"So who gets what again?" Addison asked.
Shane had told her before she statrted the feed, but Shane
asking her about her mother kind of put her mind somewhere
else.
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