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I think you're putting the plot together in the most terrific way! Including the other updates on your blog, I most thoroughly enjoyed the slow approach to the attraction between them. It was present, but the inclusion of "I think you’re the nicest, most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen" really nailed the last nail in for the romance.

She's only what... 12? 13? Yet many adults believe that's really too young for any romance to spark, that it's really only "puppy-love" and not much else... Then these "distinguished" adults turn around and praise stories like "Romeo and Juliet" to be about "true, deep love," though Juliet, in the actual play, is "not yet 14." Juliet falls in love, marries, sleeps with the guy, has life/death traumas about love, and then commits suicide over Romeo. This all occurs in a matter of months, the whole time being only 13 years old. So... dump the adults' opinions about what constitutes "love" and what doesn't... I don't at all mind you having anything romantic going on between Joe and Kandie when they're this young.

Sorry, I went on a bit of a tirade, there. :eek: I know the complement given to Kandie wasn't unquestionably romantic... But we've seriously gotta think about the upcoming "marriage proposal" you've got in store, while she's still this age. The complement scene you wrote was a fantastic introduction to this upcoming event, though we, your audience, are not supposed to know about it yet... Buuut, since I do understand where this is going, I recognize this scene for the beautiful future which will ensue. That's what I thought the whole scene was basically about: increasing the attraction between Joe and Kandie. It worked, and I look forward to more, most importantly. Bravo. :cool:
 
I think you're putting the plot together in the most terrific way! Including the other updates on your blog, I most thoroughly enjoyed the slow approach to the attraction between them. It was present, but the inclusion of "I think you’re the nicest, most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen" really nailed the last nail in for the romance.

She's only what... 12? 13? Yet many adults believe that's really too young for any romance to spark, that it's really only "puppy-love" and not much else... Then these "distinguished" adults turn around and praise stories like "Romeo and Juliet" to be about "true, deep love," though Juliet, in the actual play, is "not yet 14." Juliet falls in love, marries, sleeps with the guy, has life/death traumas about love, and then commits suicide over Romeo. This all occurs in a matter of months, the whole time being only 13 years old. So... dump the adults' opinions about what constitutes "love" and what doesn't... I don't at all mind you having anything romantic going on between Joe and Kandie when they're this young.

Sorry, I went on a bit of a tirade, there. :eek: I know the complement given to Kandie wasn't unquestionably romantic... But we've seriously gotta think about the upcoming "marriage proposal" you've got in store, while she's still this age. The complement scene you wrote was a fantastic introduction to this upcoming event, though we, your audience, are not supposed to know about it yet... Buuut, since I do understand where this is going, I recognize this scene for the beautiful future which will ensue. That's what I thought the whole scene was basically about: increasing the attraction between Joe and Kandie. It worked, and I look forward to more, most importantly. Bravo. :cool:
Oh yeah I forgot I told you some of the plot. :D you get a sneek peak!! At first I started Kandie out as 12 and Joe as 13 but then I raised it...and now I think I've done it again. But I want them young but not too young. I have sooo much stuff written with the two that I could do it at any age. I will probably keep it at 14 and 15, or down to 13 and 14........ I will type, and post and wait for your comment, though with your comments I get a tad impatient because I know you will tell me what you think. THANKS!
 
More of Chapter 1.. :D

Here we go!! This is what I call "Peanut butter Cookies & Christmas Trees", just named it that HA!

“What do you want for Christmas?” I asked him.
Joe leaned his head against the wall behind him. “Whatever you want to get me.” He said after a few moments. “I would really like for you to be not grounded.” He looked down at me.
“I can’t give you that.” I transferred the cookies from the pan to a plate, then to the tray.
“I know.” Joe shrugged. “It’s cheaper.”
“Think about it more and tell me.” I told him as I picked up the tray and carried it towards the living room.
“If you insist.” Joe opened the kitchen door for me, and followed me out into the hall way.
“I do.” I said over my shoulder. I walked with him to the living room where I set the tray on the coffee table. “There are more in the oven.” I said as the others turned towards the smell of the peanut butter cookies.
“Good, ‘cause they’re good.” Jane said swallowing a bite of the cookie she had picked up.
“Thank you.” I looked towards the now brightly lit Christmas tree.
“They are delicious .” Joe remarked from where he stood by the tree.
I looked up at the boy. “You shouldn’t be eating any. You got some of the dough.” I told him.
“That only counts as one cookie I don’t get.” Joe remarked he picked up a ornament and hung it on one of the trees’ limbs.
“I’ll make sure you get one less cookie than everyone else.” I picked up a ornament and handed it to him so he could hang it on the tree.
“You do that.” Joe’s smile showed the dimple again, causing my breathing to stop for a second.
“I will.” I managed to squeak.
“Well done, everyone.” Mr. Guyer said as he sat down on the couch beside of his wife thirty minutes later. The rest of the cookies had been brought out and eaten, and the Christmas tree had been decorated with lights, ornaments, and candy canes.
“It looks wonderful.” Mrs. Guyer said with a smile, adding to her husbands praise.
“I think it is beautiful.” I spoke up from where I now sat beside of Joe in the floor. “I always liked looking at Christmas trees. I don’t know why, I guess because all of the ornaments have a different story.” I bit into one of the last cookies.
It was almost midnight when we all decided to go to bed, so after saying good night to everyone we headed to our separate rooms, climbed into bed, and fell asleep.

I awoke the next morning to the smell of pancakes and bacon. “Jane?” I whispered the girls name. I had slept with Jane in her room the night before.
“Yeah.” Jane whispered back.
“That smells delicious.” I remarked turning over on my side and looking at her.
“Yes, it does.” Jane’s hazel eyes sparkled. “Come on, let’s go beat the boys down there.” She threw the blankets back.
I laughed and ran with her down to the dinning room. “I don’t think we’re going to beat them.” I called to Jane as I heard both Joe and Jonah behind us. I squealed when Joe poked me as he ran by me. The two brothers laughed as they turned into the dinning room, just before Jane and I did. “Not fair!” I fussed putting my hands on my hips. “You two are faster.”
“Yes, and hungrier.” Joe’s dark hair was only slightly mused from sleep. “So we win.” He sat down in his seat. "And I love pancakes."
“It doesn’t matter anyway, we all eat at the same time.” Jane sat down in the chair across from him.
“You’re right, Jane, what a mature way to look at it.” I said with a teasing voice as I sat down in the chair next to Joe.
Mr. Guyer asked the Lord’s blessing over the food, and the passing of plates began.
“Did my Mother say what time she was coming, Mrs. Guyer?” I asked the lady as I passed my plate down to her.
“I believe she said around two. She has to take Millie and Mollie to the doctors for a check up.” Mrs. Guyer replied taking my plate and putting one pancake and a few slices of bacon on it before passing it back.
“OK.” I took the plate back, buttered my pancake then began eating.
“That gives us a little time to ride.” Joe spoke to me. “You owe me, remember?” He smiled, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
I smiled back. “I remember.” I muttered before forking some of the pancake into my mouth.
“OK, so after breakfast meet me out at the barn.” Joe told me.
“I will.” I promised. I only ate one more pancake and two piece of bacon. Joe, on the other hand, ate four pancakes and six slices of bacon. “You’re fat.” I joked at him.
“Am not.” Joe defended himself. “I just eat a lot.”
I laughed. “OK.” I stood, took my plate to the tray that stood by the kitchen door for dirty dishes, then went to go change for the day.




Well???? I must wait to see what everyone thinks. :D


DestinyLies
 
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More of Chapter 1.. :D

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I answered a knock on the door fifteen minutes later. “Hey.” I greeted Joe when I saw him.
“Hey. Are you ready?” Joe asked. “Jane has boots you can wear.”
“Yeah, she told me where they were.” I told him.
“All right.” Joe smiled and he stepped back. “Let’s go.”
“All right.” I grabbed my coat and followed him outside. “Where are we going?” I asked.
“Riding.” Joe opened the front door and stepped outside.
I laughed. “I know that, Joe, I mean where are we riding.” I stepped down the porch steps, and headed towards the barn.
“You’ll see.” Joe looked back at me, his dark eyes laughing. “We need to tack up the horses first.” He opened the barn doors and lead me inside.
“Fine.” I pouted walking towards Lightnings’ stall.
“Can you bring Lightning out?“ Joe walked towards the tack room as I opened Lightning’s stall.
“Hey boy.” I greeted the horse reaching out my hand. I fit the halter over his head and lead him out of the stall. I hooked the two ropes to the rings on either side of his face keeping him in the middle of the barn.
“Thanks.” Joe said as he set down a saddle on a bell of hay. “We’ll get Snow White out for you when we’re done with him.” He explained grabbing the bin of grooming supplies.
“OK. What do you want me to do now?” I rubbed Lightnings’ neck.
“You can help me groom him if you want to.” Joe said handing me a curry comb. The rubber grooming tool was blue with spikes on it to get the loose hair off of the horses coat. Starting at Lightnings’ neck I took the tool in small circles down his body.
After grooming him, Joe saddled Lightning, then brought Snow White out and we did the same thing to her. “Good girl, Snow.” Joe complimented the white horse as he patted her neck. “All right.” He looked at me, his brown eyes smiling. “Let’s ride.”
I laughed and lead Snow out of the barn. I mounted the horse and looked over at Joe who now sat on Lightning.
“Just follow me.” Joe turned his horse and guided him towards the trees. I followed.
“So why did your family move back to the states?” I asked as we rode.
“Um, I guess they wanted to come home. And my mom was tired of living in London.” Joe replied as he guided Lightning through the path.
“Oh.” I pushed a limb out of my way. “Did you like living there?” I asked next.
Joe shrugged. “It was OK, I love it here a lot better.” He looked over at me. “Especially now that our families will be back in contact.” He smiled.
I returned the smile. “I am too.” I nodded my head towards the path ahead of us. “Where are we going?”
“Be patient. You’ll see.” Joe told me.
We rode at a walk for a few more minutes before entering a clearing where we could let the horses go faster for a few paces.
“We’re almost there.” Joe called back to me once we were once again into the woods.
“Finally.” I sighed. I followed him as he guided Lightning. “Can you tell me what it is that I’ll see?” I asked.
“No.” Joe shook his head. “Patience, Kath.” We rode for a few more steps before he called back. “OK, once through these trees we will stop.”
“OK.” I called back to him, and guided Snow through the trees. Once the limbs were out of my way I gasped at the sight before me. A small pond as smooth as glass lie ten feet away reflecting the trees, and sky above it. Two benches were around the water, one on each side. “It’s beautiful.” I remarked.



Well????

DestinyLies
 
Ok!

Um, that's why "Popcorn and M&M's" isn't FOR DEFFINATE the second chapter.
This is the picture I'm having her use for Joe:
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This is the picture I'm having her swich to Kandie:
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And as far as the Joe's Mother (Janise) and Kandie's mother (Sarah) talking, if you didn't notice in the others (maybe I didn't state it) but Kandie actually lives with the Guyers, going home in the summer and some weeks durring the school year. I was thinking of having Janise talk to Sarah asking permission if Kandie could stay with them so she could get her little "adventure". Because I have written it that way for six years it's hard to change it....ALL of the stuff I have written. I just have to come up with a VERY GOOD reason for Kandie running away....maybe tired of being in such a big house, with so many siblings and stuff, or something. The "Popcorn and M&M's" begins at the day before Thanksgiving (I think). That explains the whole "Christmas Time" thing durring chapter one. As always I will take your advice and consider it. Thank you.
 
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I really...

It would've been so much better if you hadn't seen that comment until I added the bit I was going to put in, but then you answered what I was going to say without me ever having to say it to you, so... Umm...

I guess I deleted the comment too late! :eek: I have it saved on my computer now as "Unused Comment for DestinyLies' Joe -- Kandie Stories." Too late for me to post it again...

Great guy pic for Joe. Loved it muuuch better than the first. As for the pic of "Kandie," isn't that Emma Watson from Harry Potter?
 
I really...

It would've been so much better if you hadn't seen that comment until I added the bit I was going to put in, but then you answered what I was going to say without me ever having to say it to you, so... Umm...

I guess I deleted the comment too late! :eek: I have it saved on my computer now as "Unused Comment for DestinyLies' Joe -- Kandie Stories." Too late for me to post it again...

Great guy pic for Joe. Loved it muuuch better than the first. As for the pic of "Kandie," isn't that Emma Watson from Harry Potter?
Yes it is Emma Watson. She's one of my favorite actresses, and I couldn't find a better picture for Kandie so I decided to use hers. Haha sorry I saw it early! haha. Did you read all of what I posted?? I'm still typing more, while trying to see if I can make my own graphic....not coming out good though.
 
Well I'm really confused about it all now. Yeah, you didn't mention those things you said you might not've mentioned. ;) Uh...

Yes, I did read the most recent update to the story; my review for it was written out and it happened to be slightly negative, but then you answered it with the fact that Kandie lives with the Guyers (since when???). So now my review is voided by your comment...

Is it ok if I just make a pass on this one and just say what the others are saying, "It's great! I love it! :D" ? This was all very confusing and things were read at the wrong time, then I wrote without knowing you answered me already without knowing it...

Gah! :confused:
 
Well I'm really confused about it all now. Yeah, you didn't mention those things you said you might not've mentioned. Uh...

Yes, I did read the most recent update to the story; my review for it was written out and it happened to be slightly negative, but then you answered it with the fact that Kandie lives with the Guyers (since when???). So now my review is voided by your comment...

Is it ok if I just make a pass on this one and just say what the others are saying, "It's great! I love it! :D" ? This was all very confusing and things were read at the wrong time, then I wrote without knowing you answered me already without knowing it...

Gah! :confused:
SORRY!!! :( :( I feel bad now. Kandie doesn't LIVE with them yet. In the past posts (prior to me typing out the "Beginning") she did. I'll explain later. Sorry again I confused you. What was negative??? Oh........yeah, I know it's weird that Kandie lives with them. I WAS TWELVE WHEN I WROTE IT!
 
Well we're all cool now, that's the important thing.

But it seems like your other readers aren't... here anymore though, ever since I came. Am I... cursed? :eek:
 
Well we're all cool now, that's the important thing.

But it seems like your other readers aren't... here anymore though, ever since I came. Am I... cursed? :eek:

Haha NO! No readers except Nightcrawler came anyway....which made me think that I am not a good writer. IDK. OK TYPING!:D
 
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OK!

“You like it?” Joe asked from where he now stood on the ground by my horse.
“Yes.” I nodded and dismounted.
“It belongs to our family.” Joe said. “We own a lot of land. Inherited and bought by my dad.” He led me to one of the benches and we sat down.
“Yeah, I’ve noticed.” I commented. “How did you keep it when you were away?” I asked.
“Family stayed in it.” Joe replied sitting back. “And we had people taking care of it when family wasn’t.”
“Oh.” I sat back as well. “Do you miss any of your friends over in England?”
“Yeah, some of them.” Joe picked up a rock at his foot and bounced it in his palm. “Not a whole lot though.” He tossed the rock into the pond. “I never got really close to any body over there. I mean I had friends but not best friends.” He pushed back his brown hair.
“Have you talked to any of them since you got back?” I pulled my legs up onto the bench and hugged them to me.
“Yeah, a few times.” Joe nodded. “A few weeks ago.”
“I have never been to England.” I traced the outline of my boot. “I’ve been to Canada, all over the USA, Mexico, and Ireland.”
“Oh, that’s cool.” Joe said. “England isn’t something special like a lot of people I know thinks.” He tapped his fingers against his leg.
“I know that. I still want to go.” I rested my chin on my knees.
“I’m sure you’ll get to go someday.” Joe assured me, he had found another rock and was bouncing it in his palm. “It’s a nice place.”
“So I’ve heard.” I watched the rock in his hand go up and down. “So is this where you come to think?” I asked.
“Yeah. Sometimes.” Joe nodded. “Other times I just go for a walk or a run.” He looked over at me. “Your cheeks are turning pink. Do you want to leave?” He touched my face.
His fingers felt warm against my cold face. “N-no, I like it here.” I shook my head.
“OK. Well, let’s talk about you next.” Joe said. “Do you remember the day I left?”
“Yes, vaguely, but I do.” I looked at him. “Your family came by to say goodbye.” I tried to remember the day. “And you hugged me, and said you’d come back soon.”
Joe smiled as he too was remembering the day. “I remember. And you made me promise that I would come back.” He reached over and tugged playfully on my hair.
“Yes, I did.” I pushed his hand away. “But you did.”
“Yes, I did.” Joe nodded and tossed the rock he still held into the pond, it fell into the water with a plop. “And I did come back. We just haven’t gotten over to your family yet.”
“How long have you been home?” I set my legs down.
“A couple of months.” Joe stretched out his long legs.
“You weren’t going to keep your promise were you?” I asked teasingly.
“Yes, I was!” Joe nodded. “We just haven’t had time, and I didn’t know if you would still want me to.” He didn’t look at me.
“Why would you think that?” I felt a little hurt.
"I don't know, I guess it had been so long I thought you forgot about me or something." Joe shrugged, I didn't like the look in his eyes.
"I'm sorry you thought that." I stood and headed back to the horses.
"Where are you going?" Joe called back coming after me.
I stopped and waited. "No where." I whispered.
"Are you mad at me?" I hated the hurt sound in his voice.
"NO!" I whirled around to look at him. "No, I'm not mad." I shook my head. "I..." I hesitated, "I guess I was thinking the same thing you were. That you had forgot about me."
"Oh," Joe's eyes seemed to calm down. "I'm sorry, that's the last thing I wanted to do."


I'll keep typing and post more...

DestinyLies
 
PLEASE tell me you didn't read that message I just deleted because you just posted an update!! I'll be reading and commenting tomorrow, and I'm completely free then. No work, nothing, so I'll have a lot more time to read your stuff. :) Until then, G'night!
 
PLEASE tell me you didn't read that message I just deleted because you just posted an update!! I'll be reading and commenting tomorrow, and I'm completely free then. No work, nothing, so I'll have a lot more time to read your stuff. :) Until then, G'night!

Haha. It depends on what message. :) Ok. Goodnight! Sleep well!!!! :D I'll talk to you tomorrow!
 
Last of chapter 1....I think.

Here is the LAST of chapter one!

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“You like it?” Joe asked from where he now stood on the ground by my horse.
“Yes.” I nodded and dismounted.
“It belongs to our family.” Joe said. “We own a lot of land. Inherited and bought by my dad.” He led me to one of the benches and we sat down.
“Yeah, I’ve noticed.” I commented. “How did you keep it when you were away?” I asked.
“Family stayed in it.” Joe replied sitting back. “And we had people taking care of it when family wasn’t.”
“Oh.” I sat back as well. “Do you miss any of your friends over in England?”
“Yeah, some of them.” Joe picked up a rock at his foot and bounced it in his palm. “Not a whole lot though.” He tossed the rock into the pond. “I never got really close to any body over there. I mean I had friends but not best friends.” He pushed back his brown hair.
“Have you talked to any of them since you got back?” I pulled my legs up onto the bench and hugged them to me.
“Yeah, a few times.” Joe nodded. “A few weeks ago.”
“I have never been to England.” I traced the outline of my boot. “I’ve been to Canada, all over the USA, Mexico, and Ireland.”
“Oh, that’s cool.” Joe said. “England isn’t something special like a lot of people I know thinks.” He tapped his fingers against his leg.
“I know that. I still want to go.” I rested my chin on my knees.
“I’m sure you’ll get to go someday.” Joe assured me, he had found another rock and was bouncing it in his palm. “It’s a nice place.”
“So I’ve heard.” I watched the rock in his hand go up and down. “So is this where you come to think?” I asked.
“Yeah. Sometimes.” Joe nodded. “Other times I just go for a walk or a run.” He looked over at me. “Your cheeks are turning pink. Do you want to leave?” He touched my face.
His fingers felt warm against my cold face. “N-no, I like it here.” I shook my head.
“OK. Well, let’s talk about you next.” Joe said. “Do you remember the day I left?”
“Yes, vaguely, but I do.” I looked at him. “Your family came by to say goodbye.” I tried to remember the day. “And you hugged me, and said you’d come back soon.”
Joe smiled as he too was remembering the day. “I remember. And you made me promise that I would come back.” He reached over and tugged playfully on my hair.
“Yes, I did.” I pushed his hand away. “But you did.”
“Yes, I did.” Joe nodded and tossed the rock he still held into the pond, it fell into the water with a plop. “And I did come back. We just haven’t gotten over to your family yet.”
“How long have you been home?” I set my legs down.
“A couple of months.” Joe stretched out his long legs.
“You weren’t going to keep your promise were you?” I asked teasingly.
“Yes, I was!” Joe nodded. “We just haven’t had time, and I didn’t know if you would still want me to.” He didn’t look at me.
“Why would you think that?” I felt a little hurt.
"I don't know, I guess it had been so long I thought you forgot about me or something." Joe shrugged, I didn't like the look in his eyes.
"I'm sorry you thought that." I stood and headed back to the horses.
"Where are you going?" Joe called back coming after me.
I stopped and waited. "No where." I whispered.
"Are you mad at me?" I hated the hurt sound in his voice.
"NO!" I whirled around to look at him. "No, I'm not mad." I shook my head. "I..." I hesitated, "I guess I was thinking the same thing you were. That you had forgot about me."
"Oh," Joe's eyes seemed to calm down. "I'm sorry, that's the last thing I wanted to do." He looked down at me his warm breath on my cheek.

“It’s OK.” I looked down away from his gaze. “I think we should go, my mother should be coming soon.” I turned and mounted Snow White.
Joe mounted Lightning and turned him around towards the woods. “Try to stay warm.” He smiled at me before disappearing into the woods.
“I’ll try.” I spoke as I followed.
We didn’t speak much on the ride home, which was fine with me. “Do you want to go back home?” Joe asked me as we rode side by side.
I shrugged. “I do but I don’t.” I glanced at him. “I realize that my family loves me, I knew that, but I want to,” I paused, “I want to be free I guess. Adventurous.”
Joe chuckled. “I see.” He said. “I guess it’s hard to be adventurous when you have seven siblings.”
“It is.” I nodded. “Yeah, it’s wild having that many siblings but not an adventure.”
Joe laughed again. “Well, what would be an adventure to you?” He pushed a limb out of his way.
“Traveling, seeing new things, or just something different.” I replied. We were nearing the Guyer’s pasture now. I saw Mrs. Guyer talking to the woman I recognized as my mother. I stopped Snow as I looked at the two women.
“What’s wrong?” Joe followed my gaze. “Oh, is that your mom?” He asked when he saw what I was looking at.
“Yes.” I nodded. I looked over at him when I felt him touch my arm.
“It’s OK.” Joe assured me his brown eyes smiled at me.
I nodded again. “I know.” I asked Snow for a walk again and guided her towards the barn. We dismounted and led the horses inside the barn.
“Leave them.” Joe touched my arm as I reached to attach the ropes on the wall to Snows’ bridle. “We can come back and un-tack them later.” He said. “You have to talk to her.” He nodded his head towards the driveway.
I sighed. “I’m scared to.” I admitted. I ran my finger along the stitches in the bridle.
“Why?” Joe turned me to look at him. “She’s your mother, not the police.”
“Sometimes I think she is.” I muttered looking away from him.
“You’ll never get what you want if you don’t talk to her.” Joe lifted my face to look at him. “I’ll go with you.”
I hesitated. “OK.” I gave in and followed him out of the barn towards our mothers.
“Joe, Kandie.” Mrs. Guyer smiled when she saw us.
“It’s nice to see you again, Joe, you’ve grown so much.” My mother greeted Joe.
“It’s nice to see you too, Mrs. Bryson.” Joe nodded politely at mama.
I wrapped my pinky around Joe’s. “Hello, Mama.” I smiled at her.
“Hello, dear.” Mama smiled at me.
“Joe, come with me and let me tell you what Sarah and I have been talking about.” Janise motioned for her son to follow her.
Joe looked down at me with a reassuring smile before going Janise.
I couldn’t help wincing when he left.
“Katherine.” My mother spoke. She never called me by my full name.
I looked up at the name. “Yes ma’am?” I asked.
“Do you want to talk?” My mother motioned for me to follow her. I did. “Do you want to tell me what’s going on?” She asked as we walked through the Guyers’ orchard.
I shrugged. “I don’t know, Mama.” I said. “I’m tired of doing the same thing everyday. I want to do something different. I feel like no one but Sarah pays any attention to me.” I felt Trimsy come up beside me. “Not that I feel abandoned or anything. I don’t mind, I know you and daddy are busy with the little ones, and work.” I rested my hand on Trimsys’ head. “I want to do something exciting.” (Note: I know it’s a weird/bad reason I’m thinking still)
“Well, why didn’t you talk to me about it?” Mama asked as she stopped and picked a dead limb from one of the trees. "Or Sarah?"
“I didn’t think you would understand.” I replied stopping beside of her.
My mother laughed. “You don’t realize how much like me you are, Kandie.” She reached up and pushed back a few strands of my hair. “Next time you need something please tell me.” She said. "Especially if it's something this little. Your father and I were worried." She paused to let me speak.
“I will.” I smiled. “I promise.”
"Sometimes we get into situations, or schedules that we don't like." Mama snapped the twig in half. "But a lot of times we just need to stick with it, and hope for change."
(Note: I’ll probably add more conversation into this)



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Chapter 2

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(again I know it's bad these are just temporary)
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~Joe and Janise~​

“What did you and Mrs. Bryson talk about?” I asked my mom as we walked away from Kandie and Mrs. Bryson. I followed her onto the front porch.
“I explained to Sarah what Kandie told me yesterday and she seemed to understand.” Mama sat down on the porch swing. I sat beside of her. “Sarah has always wanted the best for her children, I don’t understand how she missed what was going on with Kandie.”
“What else?” I asked as I glanced towards Kandie and Sarah as they headed towards the orchard.
“I asked if Kandie could stay one more night.” Mama said. “And if we could talk later about something.” She smiled at me.
“What?” I didn’t like the look she gave me.
“Nothing.” Mama said her eyes glinting.
“What are you going to talk about later?” I asked curiously,
“I can’t tell you.” Mama shook her head. “You’ll see later.”
I sighed. “OK.”
“You like her a lot don’t you?” Mama asked next.
I ran my finger along the chain of the swing. “Yes, I do.” I said. “I never stopped liking Kandie.” I looked my mother. “Why? Do I not need to?”
“No! That is fine. You can like whoever you want.” My mother smiled again. “If I could pick a girl for you it would be Kandie Bryson.”
I laughed. “I’m glad I have you’re approval.” I said. “I know you like her.”


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Go Home.

Here is an excerpt that I want to post. Tell me what you think...
Another excerpt….I have the beginning part somewhere…I just don’t know where.









“I think you need to go home for a little while.” Joe told me, we sat beneath the big oak tree.

“If you want me to.” I whispered.

“Of course I don’t want you to, Kandie. I just think you need to.” Joe rubbed his hand up and down my arm. “I still have a while before I leave, you can go spend time with your family, then come back when you think you can.”

“ I don’t want to lose any of the time I have with you.” I argued.

“I don’t either but please do this. I’ll come see you.” Joe said. “I can’t go very long without seeing you when I’m home.”

I toyed with the fingers of his hand that I held. I did need to spend time with my family; Joe was right about that. “I guess I need to talk to Sarah. She always helps me.” I looked up at him . “You’re going to be so far away though.”

“Only a few miles, Kandie.” Joe shook his head.

“No, when you leave.” I corrected. “Maybe I do need to go home.” I looked away from his gaze. “I’ve gotten use to you being away but not in a different country.” I stood up and walked a few feet into the field. I felt tears sting my eyes. “I don’t want to lose you before I have a change to have you.” I turned around and looked at him. “I want to grow old with you, Joseph. I want to be with you when our hair is grey, and we watch our grandchildren playing in the front yard.” I let the tears slide freely down my face.

Joe stood up and walked over to me. “Katherine.” He cupped my face in between his hands. “I want all of that too. I will do all that I can to come home safely to you. And when I do I plan on marrying you soon after.” He rubbed his thumbs beneath my eyes catching the tears that were on my eye lashes. “I love you, Katherine Elizabeth, please don’t ever think that I don’t.” He leaned down and touched his lips to mine.

“Will you do that again?” I asked him shyly.

Joe smiled. “Only once.” He kissed me longer this time. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. “Please stop crying, baby.” He whispered after tasting my tears.

“I can’t help it.” I whispered back. I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my cheek in his chest. “I’m still scared.”

Joe rubbed one hand up and down my back trying to soothe me. “Don’t be scared.” He said. “At least you know you will see me in Heaven if I do die.”

“Please, don’t say that.” I pleaded. “I don’t know how long I would have to wait to see you.” I leaned back far enough to where I could look up at him.

“Will you please be positive?” Joe asked with a small laugh in his voice.

“No.” I pouted.

“Yes.” Joe kissed me, twice. “I guess I better take you home.” He said after pulling away from the third kiss.

I only nodded and followed him to the car. I looked over at Joe as he drove towards my parents house. He would be leaving for Iraq in (two?) weeks, with no promise of ever returning. Joe Guyer was my hero, always there to help me,my love, he never ignored when I needed comforting, and my best friend, always there no matter what. I felt the tears coming into my eyes again. He was always there for me, and now he would barely be ale to call home. And every day there would be a risk of him being injured or…the unthinkable, killed.

“Baby? Are you crying again?” Joe stopped his car in my parents driveway.

I nodded, while I wiped away the tears. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to keep crying.” I apologized.

“It’s okay.” Joe turned to face me. “ I just wish you wouldn’t. It doesn’t help.”

“Sorry.” I said again.

Joe leaned over and kissed my cheek. “You better go in.” He whispered.

I nodded. “I will.” I muttered before kissing him on the lips. “I love you.” I whispered before turning and exiting the car.

“I love you too.” Joe smiled as he watched me walk to the house, he waved as I turned and raised my hand in the ‘I love you “ sign at the door before disappearing inside the large house.

I watched through the glass of the front door as Joe pulled away, I smiled when he blinked the tail lights three times.

“Kandie, is that you?” My mother called from inside the living room.

“Yes, ma’am.” I went to the door way of the room and saw my parents and younger siblings inside.

“I thought I saw Joe’s car.” My father said.

“Did ya’ll break up?” Polly asked seeing that I had been crying.

“No!” I almost shouted.

“Are you fighting?” Tilly asked.

“No.” I sighed.

“Why do ya’ll have to think something bad whenever Kandie comes home?” Sarah, my twin sister, stood up from where she sat on the floor, and walked to me. “Let’s go upstairs.” She smiled at me.

I nodded. “Thanks.” I whispered to her as we headed up tot he bedroom we shared, when I came home that is.

“I saw you kiss Joe, so I knew nothing bad had happened.” Sarah smiled at me as she opened the bedroom door.

“Don’t spy on me.” I followed her inside.

“Sorry.” Sarah apologized. “Soooo, why are you here?” She turned around and plopped down on the bed.















It’s long I know. :D :D Do you like it???




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I finally finished reading everything you've written. All I can say is: wow. All your stories are unbelievable. You've got an amazing talent. :) My favorite is probably the Daniel Dream (I love Daniel :p) and the Joe/Kath story. I love how you're adding stuff from how Joe and Kath met. It's amazing. I love it and I really want to read more.

And in your last entry Joe's leaving for Iraq. He's going to be fine, right!? Make him get hurt, and you don't wanna know what's gonna happen. ;)

She's only what... 12? 13? Yet many adults believe that's really too young for any romance to spark, that it's really only "puppy-love" and not much else... Then these "distinguished" adults turn around and praise stories like "Romeo and Juliet" to be about "true, deep love," though Juliet, in the actual play, is "not yet 14." Juliet falls in love, marries, sleeps with the guy, has life/death traumas about love, and then commits suicide over Romeo. This all occurs in a matter of months, the whole time being only 13 years old. So... dump the adults' opinions about what constitutes "love" and what doesn't... I don't at all mind you having anything romantic going on between Joe and Kandie when they're this young.

Btw, I just wanted to add that Romeo and Juliet only knew each other for like 5 days or something. They met the first day, got married the second, etc. Like you said, I don't understand why people think Romeo and Juliet is about true love. :rolleyes:
 
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