Sisters by Marie Brown (motivational books for women .TXT) 📕

table. Rene’ frowned and gingerly took a bite of sushi.

Mechell and Mark’s house had a lot of potential with a lot of property to build on to. Mark had led her to believe that some day they have children and horses to raise. And now he was giving her an ultimatum. Babies or horses, which one would it be? And so, nothing more was said concerning horses….or children.

Rene didn’t want children, or anything like them. Just her cat who received more attention than most cats. All she wanted to do in the future was to go home and snuggle up with Jeff and the cat before the next work day.

“You still on that stupid computer?” Mechel yelped.

“Yeaaaah.” Rene said. I’m look’n for a wedding gown?”

“Why don’t cha’ just wear the one our mother left in the closet?”

“Hell no. I don’t even want her at my wedding.”

“Stop being so mean.”

“She’s the mean one.” Rene’ mumbled. Mechell was starting to feel a knot in the back of
her neck. God, she didn’t want Rene’ to get into one of her funky moods.

“Hey, on our next day off together lets go look at a house. Maybe the one in Boone County.” Rene said.

“The one on top of the mount’n side.” Rene sighed.


Rene and Jeff snuggled up close that night on the couch sipping wine coolers.

“Mechell and I talked about keeping the bitch away from the wedding.”

“Damn, Rene.” Do you have to use that word?” Jeff feigned surprise.

“Shut up.” She gave him a punch in the belly. He playfully pinned both her arms down while she struggled to free herself. And when she surrendered, he let her up but not before a passionate kiss was planted on her lips.


“We also talked about going to look at a house before Mark leaves.” She whispered in his ear..

“What house?” He asked in a husky voice.

“The one on top of that mountain, in Boone County.” She pulled her arm from under him and reached upward.

“Way up there.” he smiled down at her. So you and your sister are going on a trip huh?”

“If you want to look at it like that.” She said. “Anyhow we got to find a house before the wedding.” She brushed her fingers through his hair. Mark caressed her shoulder and arm. She smelled like fresh summer rain to him. “Lets go to bed now.” Rene said. “Ok.” Jeff smiled.

Saturday was poker night. Some nights it was just the four of them and they played for fun. Mechell tried to keep up with the boys beer drinking and pretzel eating, while Rene downed her wine coolers.

“Mechell get your ass up off the floor.” Rene said dealing the cards that were in her hand. “Mark, will you po--leeese take your wife to bed.”

“I’m out.” Mark said turning his hand over.

“Me too.” Jeff threw his hand down. Rene got up to help him drag Mechell to the bedroom. When she came back Jeff was empting beer cans and tossing them into the trash.

“She’s get’n too heavy. Mark can’t even lift her anymore. All I can say is she better stop get’n plastered and eat‘n so much. Rene said. Jeff patted her playfully on the top of her head.

“Stop.” Rene whined. She noticed Jeff’s thinning hair line. Maybe they should look at that house in the mountains real soon. She didn’t care about no biological clock or anything like that but she didn’t want to marry a bald man.

“Mechell and I are driving up to the mountains to look at that house this week-end.”

“Ok.” Jeff said now preoccupied with some papers he was reading.

“Mark is leaving next weekend, you know.”

“No, I didn‘t.”

“She wants to spend that weekend with him so I’m going to work a couple of her days for her.”

“Mmm.” Jeff moved to the lamp where he could see better. Rene started to leave the room. “By the way, I found us a house.” He said. Rene stopped.

“Where?” She asked. It’s right down the block from us.”

“Oh yeah?” Maybe we can look at it together.” “When I get back from the mountains.” She said.

Howard put hot syrup on his faceless pancakes. He only did that little thing for his girls, they loved it.

“Anybody want syrup?” he held the bottle of maple syrup up.
Mechel took the bottle from him and soaked her pancakes with the sweet stuff. She licked the syrup from the back of her hand before putting the bottle down.
“So you girls are going house hunting?
“mmhuh.” they both nodded.
“In boone County.” Rene said, picking at her pancakes.
“Why so far?”
“I don’ know.” she said. I just like the mountains out there.”
“Find out if they are incorporated before you make any moves. I know how you and Jeff like to carry water from a well.” He smiled. And don’t forget how you like pancakes and fried apples. Might not be too convenient way up on top of a mountain. All I’m trying to say is take your time before making any deals.”
“Ok, daddy, we will.”

Some trees must be full of wisdom because they have been on this earth for such a long time. Rene and Mechell started at the bottom of the hillside and drove around the winding road leading to the top. The orange, brown and golden trees were waving in the wind as if to say hello to them. Suddenly there were big drops of rain that turned into a serious raging storm. The only sound was the sound of loud claps of thunder proceeding threatening flashes of light that lit up the dark sky.

“Let’s sing a song.” Rene shivered and wrapped herself into a ball with her arms wrapped around her body.

“For what.” Mechell snapped while she tried to concentrate on staying on the road.

“Cause we always sing when we go on an adventure.” She whined.

“We would have to pick a rainy day to look at a house.” Mechell muttered. I’m going to pull over and look at the directions. She frowned and started the car up again swinging back onto the dirt road. She didn’t know who’s idea this was but she couldn’t figure out why she would let Rene talk her into this.

Thirty minutes later Rene and Mechell had no idea which way they were going or where they were.

“Did we make a wrong turn somewhere?” Rene asked.

“Probably.” The sun’s going down and I can’t see too well.” She Mechell snapped again.

“You want me to drive some?” Rene whimpered.

“Hell, no.” Mechell said. And Rene was glad.

After going around in circles “for only God knows how long, they got stuck in the mud.

“Shut up Mechel.”

“You shut up.” Mechel returned. She turned the engine on again.

“We’re stuck. Ok, lets stay calm.”

“Stay calm? We’re stuck out here in no-mans-land in a storm.” Rene pouted.
Mechell pulled out her cell phone. No reception. She flipped the cell phone closed and opened the car door to get out.

“Where you go’n?” Rene pulled her collar up around her neck.
“We can’t just sit here. Come on----get out. It’s not gonna stop raining any time soon.” Mechel said.

Rain came down in torrents soaking Rene and Mechell as they walked upward towards a light. Rene tried to cover her head with her purse.

“Come on, don’t fa----ll.” Mechell said. Rene grabbed for a bush but it slid through her slippery, wet, hands. When Mechell reached for her they both fell down. They staggered up and continued until they reached a shack sitting in an alcove of trees on the mountain side. Cold, wet, and lost, the only thing on their minds were to get out of the storm. Mechell knocked at the door, and then they both began to bang hard with their fists. The curious old woman opened the door.

She was dressed in a knee-high, cotton dress with one large pocket on one side, a lopsided sweater with crocheted flowerers on the front. Strands of salt and pepper hair showed from around a red and blue bandana. Her smile showed no teeth missing on one side.

“Come on in out of the rain.” the woman spoke as if she were expecting them. Rene hesitated but followed Mechell into the dim lit room. There were candles burning on a wooden table.

“What are you doing out on a night like this?” The woman asked.

“Our car got stuck in mud.” Mechell said. Rene stood close by her sister.

“Well, I would say that you can use the phone but it’s not working. Would you like to get out of those wet clothes?”

“Well…..” they both dithered, dripping water onto the floor. My names Leoma Woods” She said. “It’s ok. I won’t bite.”

“Bite, hee, hee.” Rene laughed nervously holding onto her sisters shirt. The woman went


into a back room and came back with some towels and a couple of garments.

“You can leave your shoes at the doorway and go into the bedroom to change.” Rene and Mechell followed the old woman where she left them at the door. They slipped out of their soggy shoes. Mechell sat on the edge of the cot.

“She seems nice.” Mechell said.“ Rene dried her hair with one of the towels.
They both took off the wet clothes and slipped into the sack -cloth dresses that were way to big for them.

“In the morning we will just have to get the car out of the mud.” Mechell whispered.

“God, Jeff and Mark will be worried.” Rene said.

“Yeah. Maybe they’ll come look’n for us. You…” The old woman tapped on the door.

“I fixed you girls a cup of sassafras tea when you’re dressed. Warm your bones.”

“Sassafras tea, what’s that?” Rene whispered.

“I don’t know.” Mechell whispered back.

The flowered wall paper in the kitchen was faded yellow and peeling. Flickering candle light made monstrous looking figures on the wall. The old lady poured hot tea into the tea cups.

“These cups were a wedding gift from my mama.” She picked up a cup and pointed out the intricate design around the rim.

“Where’s your husband?” Rene asked while she pretended to sip the hot tea. When
Mechell started to take a sip,