This Saturday I'm featuring the beginning paragraphs from a short story I wrote called The Yard Sale. I always wanted to do a story on a yard sale, since I'd had several myself and I thought a yard sale would make a great background. Using the premise 'an act of kindness leads to a great reward', I wrote Jennifer's story about getting past a divorce and making a new future for herself with the help of an unlikely shopper. However, my favorite character is Gail, who is a lot like me and has nicknames for the shoppers. Early birds, Tightwads, Pack rats, etc.
The Yard Sale made the finals in the William Faulkner Short Fiction Contest, the Pacific Writers' Assn Fiction Contest and the Panama City Writers' Fiction Contest. Also it was selected by PCW to be included in their literary review, The Sea Oats Review.
"Jennifer! Get a move on. The Early birds are here."
Already? I crammed the last bite of my sausage and biscuit in my mouth. When Gail said they would be here at dawn, she wasn't kidding. The sun had barely lit the sky.
I stepped out the garage door to find Gail, my mom's youngest sister and noted yard sale pro, uncovering the tables of merchandise. Two female Early birds hovered over each table like vultures, scanning over the glassware, knickknacks and kitchen utensils. I smiled as they gathered up items. This was my first yard sale and maybe it'd be the success Gail had promised.
More Early birds arrived. Money, money, money. That's what I needed, what I wanted, and why I welcomed my customers with an inviting smile. "Look around all you want."
An hour later, I sat in the lawn chair beside a small table with the moneybox and notebook handy. I took in money, gave back change. Looked happy. However, to be honest, this yard sale was the culmination of my shattered life.
The belongings I had for sale were wedding gifts, things I had bought for my new house, clothes
had liked and presents we'd exchanged. The past seven years of my life surrounded me. Round orange price stickers proclaimed it's worth. My beloved things had become a corpse, and the yard sale its funeral. . . Chad
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's book, Always A Princess. Alice