Elizabeth Lennox Posts

Dominic’s Story…. Ten year old Dominic glared at the boy in the front of the room. What a “goody-goody,” Dominic thought with disgust. The kid had only lived in the neighborhood for a few months, knew nothing of how things were run. Dominic understood that he’d have to give the kid a lesson, show him […]

Marissa’s Story…. Eight year old Marissa watched with sad, tearful eyes as her mother’s coffin was lowered into the ground. She held onto her sister’s hand, but Sierra was only two so she was too young to understand what was happening. Marissa knew. She understood and she was so sad she could barely see through […]

Elana’s Story Five year old Elana stuffed her pool towel under her chin more securely while she watched the ladybug crawl up the rose bush. “Why do you think the ladybug likes roses so much?” she asked Manolita, her father’s housekeeper, as she waited by the pool. Her father had promised to come swimming with […]

Seventeen Years Ago… Rachel Stuart jumped off of the school bus, racing as fast as her little legs could carry her. She waved to her friends as the bus pulled away, but her mind was focused on only one thing. “Is he here?” she yelled out as soon as she reached the stable area, dumping […]

Julianna’s Story…. “Stop biting your nails!” her mother whispered harshly. Six year old Julianna immediately whipped her hands out of her mouth and hid her broken nails behind her skirt. She didn’t want her mother to know that she’d been doing it at night. She sighed as she followed her elegant mother through the white […]

Edward…. “Stiff upper lip, son,” Edward’s father said softly, barely moving his lips. Edward Livingston didn’t nod, didn’t agree or in any way acknowledge his father’s command. He knew exactly what was expected of him. At sixteen, he was fully prepared to follow in his father’s footsteps and knew that protocol would not allow him […]

Devlin’s Story… Five year old Devlin curled his legs up on the hard, wooden chair, his terrified eyes watching as each of the nurses or doctors came out of the room where his mother had disappeared. “It’s going to be okay, son,” his father said, but the white knuckles and the anxious look in his […]

The Beginning… Nine year old Rashid looked at the pink and pudgy thing in his mother’s arms, disgusted and irritated. He didn’t want to be here. He wanted to get back to his studies. His instructor was just telling him how to calculate an angle which was much more fascinating than whatever this…thing…was. “It’s a […]