A Particular Friendship
Viewing comments for Chapter 21 "The Pantry of Cautionary Tales"We meet Lizzy who has just come out of the convent
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Comment from Iza Deleanu
Thank you for sharing passages from your childhood and there is lots of sadness with the last piece. I imagine the tragedy of letting go and making peace with a situation without a happy ending.
reply by the author on 02-Jan-2024
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Thank you for sharing passages from your childhood and there is lots of sadness with the last piece. I imagine the tragedy of letting go and making peace with a situation without a happy ending.
Comment Written 02-Jan-2024
reply by the author on 02-Jan-2024
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Thank you for your compassionate review. The next chapter has some more uplifting themes.
Comment from Theresa Honnigford
Excellent and captivating writing here. I would have liked to have the backstory first, but it works well here. I remember those sqaure nails. Nice imagery here. Thanks, Theresa H.
reply by the author on 02-Jan-2024
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Excellent and captivating writing here. I would have liked to have the backstory first, but it works well here. I remember those sqaure nails. Nice imagery here. Thanks, Theresa H.
Comment Written 02-Jan-2024
reply by the author on 02-Jan-2024
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You are welcome to read any of my previous chapters, without doing any reviews. Just enjoy. I see a shiny 6...thank you
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Thanks:)
Comment from Soledadpaz
Excellent title. Draws your attention immediately. Interesting way to structure your stories, based on a specific theme.
Perhaps open with the second sentence. It sets the scene and offers intrigue.
So sad about your mom. It takes courage to let go.
Sol
reply by the author on 01-Jan-2024
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Excellent title. Draws your attention immediately. Interesting way to structure your stories, based on a specific theme.
Perhaps open with the second sentence. It sets the scene and offers intrigue.
So sad about your mom. It takes courage to let go.
Sol
Comment Written 31-Dec-2023
reply by the author on 01-Jan-2024
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Thank you for your involved review. I checked out the idea of beginning with the 2nd sentence. Yes, Yes Excellent. Thank you. I struggled with that perspective & you have nailed it.
Comment from lyenochka
This was a jumble of tales. I wasn't sure want you meant by ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder?) And how is it that those shelves held you up? I'm guessing memories of those childhood shelves inspired your own pantry years later. I'm sorry you and your mom had to make such a hard decision. With the metastatic cancer, it's questionable about how much time it buys and there's the need for quality of time with the loved ones.
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2023
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This was a jumble of tales. I wasn't sure want you meant by ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder?) And how is it that those shelves held you up? I'm guessing memories of those childhood shelves inspired your own pantry years later. I'm sorry you and your mom had to make such a hard decision. With the metastatic cancer, it's questionable about how much time it buys and there's the need for quality of time with the loved ones.
Comment Written 29-Dec-2023
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2023
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Thank you for caring review.
Comment from Carol Hillebrenner
What kind of medicine burned your brother? How could it be a medicine if it could cause so much damage? Why would your mother make a cake every day? Wouldn't that be a bit too much sugar for two children who were hyperactive? Your story is a little confusing. Are you telling the story as it happened, or as your imagination as a child made it appear to happen? you seem to be leading up to your mother passing away from cancer, is this correct?
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2023
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What kind of medicine burned your brother? How could it be a medicine if it could cause so much damage? Why would your mother make a cake every day? Wouldn't that be a bit too much sugar for two children who were hyperactive? Your story is a little confusing. Are you telling the story as it happened, or as your imagination as a child made it appear to happen? you seem to be leading up to your mother passing away from cancer, is this correct?
Comment Written 28-Dec-2023
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2023
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This all happened. My brother got iodine in his eye. Medicine for boo boos.Yes, my mother made cake everyday. She was a sugar addict and I became one also. It was a comfort for her and a comfort for me. I don't think my brother much cared for cake.
Comment from aryr
This was a great continuation chapter, Liz. I am so sorry your mother died of cancer, she truly died a horrible at the time. Your memories meant so much to me. Now your time growing up with Nick proved a challenging one- one with a deep stain on a cheek from the medicine. To your present time- one were made the pantry out of old wood that match your home. Very well done and greatly enjoyed. Blessings n Hugs!!!
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2023
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This was a great continuation chapter, Liz. I am so sorry your mother died of cancer, she truly died a horrible at the time. Your memories meant so much to me. Now your time growing up with Nick proved a challenging one- one with a deep stain on a cheek from the medicine. To your present time- one were made the pantry out of old wood that match your home. Very well done and greatly enjoyed. Blessings n Hugs!!!
Comment Written 28-Dec-2023
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2023
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Thank you for a lovely review. I'm glad you appreciated it.
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You are so very welcome, Liz.
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***Warm smile***
Comment from Lisasview
Happened on your story dear Liz although I did not see a post from you on my messages.
I connected with this as I remember quite clearly telling my mother who had Alzhiemers that she could go...that I would take care of my younger sisters.
May I please ask a question...
I am not sure what the fact about living on a one way street and not knowing what was happening at the beginning of your street? I say this because soon after that you go on to tell your story...
I think it would be far more engaging if your first sentence began with..
As I turned from the main highway onto my street my eyes grew large
You also need a period after large.
Oh dear, now I see that you were a creative writing teacher for 20 years... So, please just ignor me...what do I know...
All my best,
Lisasview, now in Spain
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2023
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Happened on your story dear Liz although I did not see a post from you on my messages.
I connected with this as I remember quite clearly telling my mother who had Alzhiemers that she could go...that I would take care of my younger sisters.
May I please ask a question...
I am not sure what the fact about living on a one way street and not knowing what was happening at the beginning of your street? I say this because soon after that you go on to tell your story...
I think it would be far more engaging if your first sentence began with..
As I turned from the main highway onto my street my eyes grew large
You also need a period after large.
Oh dear, now I see that you were a creative writing teacher for 20 years... So, please just ignor me...what do I know...
All my best,
Lisasview, now in Spain
Comment Written 28-Dec-2023
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2023
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Thank you for your interested review. I will check that out. I know I changed it several times, no I don't know what I ended up writing. I have become a much better writer on here because of reviewers like you. I think of you fondly regarding your mom's passing. Also, you are welcome to read any of my previous chapters in my portfolio, without writing a review. Just enjoy.
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I will Liz... by the way is you name actually Elizabeth? Mine is...
Lisa
Comment from BethShelby
I enjoyed reading this story as it had both parts of you life and she got the wood you wanted and also the young days when you and your brother were forever getting into trouble. I had a pair of twins that sounds a lot you too. They were doing a good job of driving me crazy.
reply by the author on 27-Dec-2023
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I enjoyed reading this story as it had both parts of you life and she got the wood you wanted and also the young days when you and your brother were forever getting into trouble. I had a pair of twins that sounds a lot you too. They were doing a good job of driving me crazy.
Comment Written 27-Dec-2023
reply by the author on 27-Dec-2023
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Oh no, twins like up...Ooof. I can picture it now. This is great fodder for short or long stories.
Comment from royowen
It would be a difficult thing to negotiate the case of your mother's retaining her suffering for what, I remember that film with the title, "They shoot horses don't they?" And all its implications, (that's the trouble when one has lived a long life, you remember stuff, beautifully written, blessings Roy
reply by the author on 27-Dec-2023
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It would be a difficult thing to negotiate the case of your mother's retaining her suffering for what, I remember that film with the title, "They shoot horses don't they?" And all its implications, (that's the trouble when one has lived a long life, you remember stuff, beautifully written, blessings Roy
Comment Written 27-Dec-2023
reply by the author on 27-Dec-2023
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What a lovely review. Thank you.
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Most welcome
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***Smile***
Comment from barbara.wilkey
Letting go is always hard. Thank you for sharing this with us.
A little story from my past. My mom put Dad's Exlax on top of the refrigerator. Not a problem for me, but my brother, Dan was the one who enjoyed exploring. He climbed the cabinet next to the refrigerator and got the Exlax, thinking it was chocolate. Not only did Dan eat it, but he also shared it with our dog. They both spent the day going bathroom.
Our mother couldn't watch us constantly, even though it would have been a good idea. (impossible for only one person, even a mom.)
The next day I went to say goodbye to her before (The following day)
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reply by the author on 27-Dec-2023
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Letting go is always hard. Thank you for sharing this with us.
A little story from my past. My mom put Dad's Exlax on top of the refrigerator. Not a problem for me, but my brother, Dan was the one who enjoyed exploring. He climbed the cabinet next to the refrigerator and got the Exlax, thinking it was chocolate. Not only did Dan eat it, but he also shared it with our dog. They both spent the day going bathroom.
Our mother couldn't watch us constantly, even though it would have been a good idea. (impossible for only one person, even a mom.)
The next day I went to say goodbye to her before (The following day)
This rating does not count towards story rating or author rank.
The highest and the lowest rating are not included in calculations.
Comment Written 27-Dec-2023
reply by the author on 27-Dec-2023
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Thank you for your amusing (not so much for Dan) tale. It's is entertaining to hear others' vignettes. Nice review.
