Ellie's Voice

© 2025 by Grace Ann Hansen

Chapter 5: The Name Game

Whispers of Change

Summer vacation crept in slowly, without fireworks or fanfare. The last school bell had rung, but the usual burst of excitement never showed up. No mad dash to the playground, no running barefoot in the grass. Just a quiet, heavy kind of peace that filled the house like thick summer air.

Chapter 16

On Saturday morning, Willow was up and over at the church early. She got the service details from the Reverend and went up to the organ to work through the hymns. After that, she went to the club, where Malcolm was polishing glasses.

“Big night, tonight, Willow. Fully booked with a waiting list. Quite a few that have booked full tables.”

Chapter 15

The three sat quietly as he settled and nodded. The sound man counted down from five and the reporter smiled.

The Recoverer.
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Love and Dysphoria

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Am I woman enough for you?

My voice
Does it
Calm
Soothe you?
Make you dream of the fields and forest?

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The last day in the hospital was a blur. Jenn and Amy helped her pack up her cosmetics and toiletries. Jenn had brought her an outfit that would be comfortable for the ride home. Amy had told Conor to wait in the parking lot until she called to tell him they were on their way.

Chapter 13

On Sunday morning, Wendy took her daughter into Coventry. As they walked into the Cathedral, there were more people wanting to take pictures and wanting selfies with Willow. They saw the poster that advertised the day’s music being played by ‘Willow Rose – not only the organist of the hit song ‘Love and Marriage’ but also the leader of the ‘Summer Rose Quartet.”

The Dean met them.

The room was bathed in pastel pink tones, with airy curtains letting in the afternoon light. The floor was covered in colorful wigs, sparkly shoes, brushes, and children's makeup. Sitting on the edge of the bed, eight-year-old Tomás held the straps of a lavender glittering dress in both hands, looking at himself with a mix of wonder and longing.

Josette will soon have to go back home, but she wants to have one more day of fun in the city first.

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I've written 50,000 words of this story. In doing so, I went back and rewrote it from the beginning.

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Chapter 11

When the Roses walked home, they all felt that they had done well. Willow was happy at how her singing group were improving, Wendy was happy at the result of her work with what Ashley called a ‘nesting’ program, and Ashley with the thought that they would be able to cater for more in the club.

Jo comes up with a solution to Ashley's missing suitcase, which leads to an unexpected outcome.

Chapter 10

Willow rested on Friday evening and Saturday morning. Ashley had gone out to look at garages and sheds. Wendy expected that he would end up with a shed to replace the ‘crate castle’ as the house already had a large garage, big enough for both cars. The crates had been delivered with the truck going alongside the house and craning the crate sides over the fence.

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When you're a kid growing up, you just naturally assume the way you look at the world is the same as everyone else looks at the world. There are simple things like ice cream – everybody loves ice cream, right? Stay with me now and don't hand me any crap about lactose intolerance or juvenile diabetes, that stuff a kid doesn't know or care about. When you get a little bit older your binary world starts to acquire shades of gray, and even some colors, or in this case a better focus.

A Hillbilly Funeral
by
Rebecca Anna Coleman
Part Two of Three

Chapter 9

Wednesday was a clear day, so Willow went over to the vicarage to speak to Reverend Russell. She found him in the church, polishing the altar furnishings.

“Good morning, Willow. Another fine winter’s day out there. What can I do for you?”

“Yesterday, Gina and I were asked to fill in on alternate Sundays at the Cathedral. The organist has gone to Germany to see his son in hospital. It may be for a few weeks, starting this Sunday.”

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After days spent processing Elder Stone's teachings, Remi found herself drawn to the edge of their territory. The forest had transformed with autumn's touch, painting the mountainside in russet and gold. She perched high in an ancient pine, her bare feet easily finding purchase on the rough bark, observing the movement below with a hunter's patience.