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Join me during the month of April as I blog through the alphabet. My theme will be What’s In A Name. I will attempt to write up a short fictional character sketch beginning with a different letter of the alphabet each day. Remember that a place can also be a character.

Virginia & William

They were my neighbors when I was growing up. Right next door. We didn’t see them very often but we could hear them. We were actually afraid of them because we heard them more than we saw them and we were afraid of their voices. They yelled. Not at us so we weren’t afraid of them because we thought we were in danger or in trouble. They yelled at each other.

William used to spend a lot of time in the backyard with the plants and the trees and Virginia didn’t come out very often but we knew when she was at the top of the stairs because they had one of those clotheslines that was on a pulley so when she clipped something to the clothesline it would move so she could clip the next thing and so on.

One day my big sister and I were in the backyard playing when we heard William out there. He was humming! And he was very close to the part of the fence where we were playing so we froze so he wouldn’t see or hear us. He was clipping the ivy on his side of the fence. He had those great big clippers like our dad had. I noticed a hole in the fence so I peeked through it. I couldn’t see him, only his legs moving a little as he clipped and hummed. My sister pushed me so she could see and I got mad at her. That’s when William said something.

“I see you two. What are you doing there? Are you spying on me? Come out so I can see you.” He didn’t sound mean but we were scared.

“Come on. I have something for you. Come up so I can see you and give it to you. I won’t hurt you.”

Slowly, we stood up but backed up a little so we weren’t so close to him. And there he was. He smiled at us and he handed us each a flower. They were roses! He told us he had taken the thorns out so we could hold them without getting poked. I loved flowers. I still do. It made me smile and I brought the yellow rose up to my nose to sniff it. I was so happy with my flower that I forgot to say “thank you” until my sister poked me and told me to say it.

“Thank you, Mister. I love flowers and yellow is my favorite color. Thank you.”

Then another voice came over the fence! It was Virginia. “Well hello there. I saw you talking to my William. I have something for you, too. Do you like candy? I have some candy for you and your brothers and sisters. Here you go. I’m going to drop it over the fence. You take in and ask your mommy before you eat any, okay?” Her voice wasn’t mean today. We were used to her yelling at William and her voice had sounded mean but that day it wasn’t mean.

After that day, we saw them more and we talked to them. They were very nice to us. And they yelled at each other because they didn’t hear very well so they had to yell so they could be heard. They used to give us candy and flowers and sometimes they would give us little toys. They learned our names and sometimes they would leave little surprises for us in the holes in the fence.

We moved away from that house when I was in fifth grade and they still lived there but after that, I don’t know what happened to them. I think of them sometimes and I smile.

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