Cookies with Love Daily Challenge #18

For today’s challenge we were told to write from the perspective of a 12 year old. A 12 year old watching their neighbor lady being evicted from her house after her husband had died.

It was the first day of summer!! School was out, YAY!! I was daydreaming  about all the fun things I would do this summer! My faithful dog was beside me on the porch. One of the things I looked forward to was getting to visit Mrs.Pauley more! She was such a kind lady! Always had milk and cookies for me. Freshly baked cookies! At times she would even let me help her make them.

My friends didn’t always understand me wanting to spend time with her, they thought older adults were boring. I enjoyed adults. Mr. Hamilton in the rest home down the street was fascinating. He could tell you so many stories from his years  in the war. He always had me on the edge of my seat with excitement listening to him. Mom and Dad told me that he enjoyed telling tall tales! You never know, they could have been true! Mom and Dad weren’t there! Mrs.Topol talked about living through the Depression. I sure was glad I wasn’t alive at that time. The thing I enjoyed the most about visiting these adults were that they always had time on their hands. Time to spend with me and give me their full attention. No one was busy having to rush to work, or doing jobs around the house. They delighted in focusing on me and whatever we chose to talk about.

Why was a police car coming down the street? OH NO! I suddenly remembered what my parents had told me. With all the excitement of school being out I had forgotten! Mrs.Pauley was being evicted today. She can’t be! She can’t leave! Where would she go? Her family all lived far away and from the little bit I heard from my parents, her sons weren’t that close to her. How sad! She and Mr.Pauley had been so close, they always were holding hands and sitting on the porch swing  together. I know she missed him very much!

A lump started in my throat as I saw the police car pull up to her house. I ran inside to get my parents. Where were they? Oh they were in the new addition we were building on. I didn’t know why we needed an extra room, but they sure had been busy at it. That’s why I  had spent more time at Mrs.Pauley’s house recently.

“Mom, Dad! The police are at Mrs.Pauley’s. Does she really have to go?”

“Honey, there is something we would like to talk to you about, come here.”

Oh my gosh! I couldn’t believe it! My parents had told me who the room was for! It had been a surprise! Mrs.Pauley was going to live with us! I would have my very own live in grandma! My grandma had died a few years ago and I missed her a lot!

I could barely contain my excitement as I went running over to Mrs.Pauley’s house! She was talking to the police and motioning over to our house. Her eyes met mine and there was that instant connection. This summer really was going to be a delightful summer! I could already taste the cookies.


12 thoughts on “Cookies with Love Daily Challenge #18

  1. I didn’t have to read the last two paragraphs and I was already smiling. You my darling know how to make a cold soul happy. Thank You for happy endings. I think this is the first happy one I’ve read.


  2. Joy, just read yours – too funny that we both had the same thought about the first day of summer! I agree, great minds do think alike!!!
    Your story was very tender and sweet, I enjoyed how much your 12 year old girl (?) felt that connection with Mrs. Pauley; a precious gift!


  3. Thanks 🙂 I will say that part of me was written into this story. I have always enjoyed older people and had a connection with them, I do believe its a precious gift 🙂 I worked in a retirement home for several years and loved it!


  4. I love what you did with this! What a great ending to an otherwise sad story for Mrs. Pauley. The little girl reminds me somewhat of myself when I was growing up. The kids in my neighborhood were all younger than I, and the adults were far more interesting.


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