Hey What's up ladies?
J the youngest brother approached them as they where finishing their moment. Hey J looking good these days ,Chea looked over and gave him a hug and asked. "What have you been up to lately."
"Ahh you know staying clean and out of jail. What's up with you sis, I haven't seem you for a while. Hows being away from home treating you."
Chea sighed " Its great ,learning and growing I'm happy , by the way I'm starting to feel really tired ,I think I'm going to call it for the night and head to bed."
J raised his voiced, What the night has just begun,Everyone knows your in town- We gotta go Party." "I would love to bro ,but I'm tired .
I'll walk back to the house with you Lia grab Chea's arm and leaned on her as they continue walking back home.
"Ohh I see ladies night" J mumble as he turned away."
Hey bro your more then welcome to chill at Lia's house ,I'm tired and want to continue a chill night.
J started kicking rocks staring at the ground." I'll catch you girls later- bye."
Lia looked over to chea "Your silents and shortness said alot."
"I didn't mean to , I just see all his hurt and pain in his eyes and he's not sober."
"I know he's not and its okay he has to learn."
You see Lia I don't want him to go through what I did, I don't think he's strong enough, he O.D. 3 months ago.
Lia responded. "We'll it looks like we are gonna have to keep him in our prayers. "
Chea's eyes got watery , well I'm going to lay down in the room, if you need me just call me."
Lia responded okay -love you.
Love you too-
Chea walked into the room sat on the desk and grab her black book.
Dear diary;
I'm at my sisters house visiting my old home. Its sad and painful to watch my brother be lost,and turn to drugs when he needs to feel good, My sister seems like shes doing good raising a family , I 'm going to have breakfast with my dad tomorrow,a part of me is happy the other half want to pull back and say forget it . All your going to do is get hurt by his remarks like... When are you going to get married, when am i going to give him grandchildren.
He's so macho and a womanizer that he thinks he can treat me the way he treated my mom. I'm a tomboy, a worker,a black-sheep, a strong independent masculine women that does not need to rely on him. I'm everything he disapprove or is afraid of learning about . I am not a women he can down and that's were we disagree.
This moves a bit fast - there is so much more to convey, and not necessarily in words but actions: what is Lia's silent response facially, physically? Like the granola shoes, I'm having difficulty picturing the siblings, layers, the dynamics, and sensory descriptions (a very long time has passed since they all saw each other, right?) "Growing and happy" invites a comment; so does "has to learn". It needs 'color', more defined contrasts, push/pull, tension -- something facile about this; it seems to interrupt itself, swerve quickly away, noticeably. The switch to diary entry: seems the easier format, so try staying with the harder format: dialog -- what is still not being said, or explored deeper, If the dad is "afraid of learning", what is the daughter avoiding saying?
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