The Rebellious Cloud

Chapter Two--The Rebellious Cloud

The seasons were changing as fall crept closer and closer. The shift was welcome�"summer had been blisteringly hot.

For now, the summer flowers still held their ground. Dandelions and spider lilies scattered themselves about, creating a tapestry of colors.

Puffy white clouds drifted lazily across the bright blue sky, suspended as if by invisible strings.

One odd-looking fellow darted across the sky faster than the rest. Was it racing off to some mysterious place? Or was it rebelling against the others, daring them to follow?

Chris rubbed her chin thoughtfully.
“Now, I wonder where that thing is off to in such a rush?”

She saw herself in that solitary cloud. She, too, was different�"drifting off into the unknown, forging her own way.

Texas had been particularly hot this year. Temperatures soared well past a hundred degrees for days on end.

But Chris’ thoughts were not on the unbearable heat, nor the sweltering days of summer. Instead, she was lost in a dream world where skies were always cool and blue, flowers always in bloom, and the air forever crisp.

She drifted away in her imagination to the land of Anne, Green Gables, and Prince Edward Island. From as far back as she could remember, she had wanted to be like Anne. In Anne she found a kindred spirit�"someone with an imagination as big as her own.

For now, though, she was content to gaze at the snow-white cloud and wonder what it might be like to float ever so slowly across an endless sea of blue.

“I think it would be perfectly perfect to be a cloud,” Chris sighed out loud.

There was no reply�"only the raucous squawking of the blue jay outside her window.

In this quiet, isolated place, there seemed nothing more for a girl to do but dream.

“That darn bird,” she mumbled again.

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Author's Note

And the question marks continue.