TITLE: We Both Bleed Red
GENRE: YA - Historical Fiction
NOVEMBER 1, 1941
SANTA ANITA, CALIFORNIA
It was the kind of day I craved. A day in which nothing seemed impossible and the world was mine for the taking. Sitting on the steps of the front porch, I allowed the sweet sounds of Bullocks Orioles to hypnotize me as they flew purposefully between the patch of prairie behind our house and the towering Maples which surround it, constructing nests from fine silks of milkweed.
Resting my head against the railing, I dangled my legs beneath me, claiming the perfect viewing place as I waited. Better than a tree fort, Papa had built the porch a few years back from leftover wood he had collected from the hardware store scrap pile. It was my favorite part of the house and my primary sleeping place on summer nights when Mama would drape cotton sheets from the rafters, transforming it into the mast of a large ship. Lying under a blanket of stars, I sailed the vast ocean waters in search of new lands and faces forgotten by time.
My mind drifted as I sifted through the pages of my sketchpad in search of a clean canvas. Watching the yard with expectant eyes, I squinted against the sun’s rays and listened to the wind as it whispered through the trees, softly calling the tall grasses to bow down before them.