The travel-tine tile numbed Hallyn’s
feet, sending chills up her shins as she scampered down the stairs and toward
the back door. Howling wind had awakened her much too early, but surely Mommy
wouldn’t mind if she checked on her sand castle. She’d made sure to make it far
enough up the beach that it wouldn’t get washed away, but if any rain had
accompanied the gusts of cold air, her hard work would be destroyed.
In the mudroom—Mommy
called it some fancy name, but it was too hard for Hallyn’s four-year-old
tongue to manage—she stuffed her bare feet into her rubber boots, then lifted
onto her tippy-toes to yank her rain jacket from the hook that was too high for
her to reach. After shoving one arm into a sleeve, she flung open the door and hurried
down the stairs. She slipped a couple of times but managed to grab the rail bar
and wobble into steadiness again before taking another quick step.
Once she reached
the bottom of the nearly endless staircase, she grabbed the flapping half of
her jacket and pulled the sleeve over her arm. A shiver scrambled through her
body, making her teeth chatter, and little goosebumps speckled her naked legs
beneath her silky-feeling nightgown. Scurrying across the sand, Hallyn sent
wish-prayers up to Heaven. If her castle were gone, would her sister and daddy
be gone for good too?
Thinking about her
daddy and big sister made her stumble. Some ice-covered brown grass crunched
beneath her palms and knees when she fell. When she got to her feet again, she
rubbed the healing scratches on her face. It hadn’t been long since the
accident, and mostly her cheek didn’t hurt anymore, but Mommy sure was sad
still. Her eyes didn’t sparkle like they used to.
Maybe Hallyn would
build another sand castle later today, once Mommy woke up and said they could
come out to the beach. Was Hallyn going to be in trouble for coming out here
now? She shook her head, though she wasn’t sure the answer would be no, and ran
over the top of the hill. A couple of stutter-steps later, she halted, frozen
in place with her mouth hanging open.
Shiny ice crystals
covered every sand castle taking up space on their private beach. The sun
barely peeked up over the water, but it provided enough light to make the
castles shimmer in a dazzling way that made Hallyn’s eyes grow as wide as the
plates she and Mommy had their dinner on last night.
Pointing with a
shaking finger and mumbling the numbers, Hallyn counted each castle. She got
all the way up to twenty-two before she heard her name drifting on the breeze
that whipped strings of knotted dirty-blonde hair in front of her nose.
“Hallyn!” Mommy’s
voice came louder.
Hallyn kept
counting. “Twenty-f-free, twenty-f-four, twenty-f-five.” She grinned. Not one
was lost.
Suddenly, she
found herself scooped up and squeezed too tight.
“Hallyn, don’t you
ever go outside without my permission again!” Mommy set Hallyn on her feet,
spun her around, and squatted to look into her eyes. “You scared me, sweetie.”
“I’m s-sorry,
Mommy. I had t-to s-see if m-my castles were still here.” Hallyn tugged Mommy’s
hand and backed up. “Come see. Come and s-see my castles.”
Mommy jerked a
little on Hallyn’s hand. “No, Hallyn. You’re shivering. We need to get you back
inside and warmed up.”
“Not yet, Mommy,
please. Just l-let me l-look at the ice c-castles in the s-sand one more t-time.”
“Ice castles?”
Mommy finally looked beyond her little girl. Just like Hallyn’s had, Mommy’s
mouth dropped open.
“Aren’t they
p-pretty, Mommy?”
Tears instantly
sprang from Mommy’s eyes and rolled freely down her face. Was she sad again? Her
lips smiled, so maybe she was happy after all. Why were tears leaking out,
then?
“What’s wrong,
Mommy?”
“Oh my.” Mommy
fell to her knees in the sand and gathered Hallyn in her arms, making sure they
were both looking out at the ice castles. “They are beautiful, my darling.”
“Do you think Daddy
and Marla will like them?”
Mommy sucked in a
noisy breath that shook a little. Then, she tightened her arms around Hallyn, snuggling
her closer. “Do you see how the ice crystals from the sea spray have kept the
sand castles from falling apart in the wind?”
Hallyn nodded her
head. “Just like w-when God wrapped His arms around me in the c-car accident,
right, Mommy?”
A loud sniff came
from behind her. “That’s right.”
Hallyn reached up
over Mommy’s arm and rubbed her scratches again. When she lowered her hand, she
twisted around to look into Mommy’s eyes. “But He didn’t do th-that for Daddy
and M-Marla, did He?”
Mommy’s eyelids
squeezed closed, and more teardrops poked out.
“They aren’t c-coming
home, are th-they?”
A quick swipe of
her fingertips streaked the moisture across Mommy’s cheek. “No, sweetie. They
aren’t. God took them to their eternal home. Remember how I told you that Jesus
was preparing forever homes for us to live in after we die?”
“Uh-huh.” Hallyn
nodded her head hard and looked back out at the ice castles resting in the
sand. She scrunched up her nose as she thought just as hard about something. “Do
you th-think Daddy and M-Marla are l-living in a c-castle l-like these ones,
Mommy? They sure are pretty. I think they’d like a p-pretty c-castle to l-live
in.”
Mommy kissed
Hallyn’s hair a couple of times and then rested her chin on that same spot. “I
don’t know what their eternal house looks like, Hallyn, but one day we’ll find
out.”
After the rising sun
melted the ice from the sand castles—all twenty-five of them; she counted them
again—Hallyn and Mommy swung their linked-up hands back and forth as they
walked back toward the big house. Mommy’s smile grew bigger, and, much to
Hallyn’s surprise, her eyes got really sparkly. That made Hallyn smile too,
because maybe there was hope that they could be happy again, even if Daddy and
Marla didn’t come home again. Maybe Hallyn wouldn’t even need to build a sand
castle every day to try to make Mommy smile again. As Mommy talked about having
blueberry pancakes for breakfast with a cup of hot chocolate with the colorful
marshmallows Hallyn loved, Hallyn sent a thanks-prayer to God for hugging her
safe in the car accident, just like the ice castles in the sand. If He hadn’t
done that, Mommy might not have found her happiness again.
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Copyright 2018 by Andrea Renee Cox. All rights reserved. *
Acknowledgments
Thank You to my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, for granting
me the idea for this story by first dropping the title into my head and then
flooding my mind with details for a heartwarming little tale. I am also
grateful to You for this beautiful ability and passion for writing. Without
You, this story and so many others would not live in my computer with hopes of someday
finding reader friends.
Thank you to Hannah G., for
suggesting this story take place on a winter beach, and to Kellyn R., for suggesting
the lead be emotionally distant. God used your suggestions to inspire me. The
lead is named for the two of you.
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12 comments:
Very nice Andrea. Very touching. Thanks
Beautiful, Andrea!
Paula, thank you for your sweet words.
Thank you, Mom!
I shared it on my twitter @RebeccaT24
Great short story. Just enough to get the interest and the wanting to more of the story. You have a gift.
Rebecca, thank you. God has given me this gift, and I pray to use it well to bring honor to Him. Thanks for sharing on Twitter! I appreciate you so much.
This was quite beautiful, Andrea! I absolutely loved it. And Hallyn made me smile so big when I realized the meaning behind it ... ;)
Kellyn, thank you so much. I'm glad you loved Hallyn. I adored how that name turned out, and it was a cute way to give Hannah and you some credit. You girls are amazing and so supportive. God has blessed us with an incredible friendship. Hugs!
Hi Andrea,
That was a poignant portrayal of loss and walking through it. Thank You!
I particularly appreciated Hallyn's intuitive and insightful awareness of her mom's sadness and loss.
Miss you and the family.
All my love,
Robierre.
Robierre, thank you for your sweet thoughts. I'm glad you enjoyed the story God inspired me to write. I nearly cried when I realized why Hallyn had built all the castles.
I miss you too! I hope your family and you are well and happy.
Hi Andrea! Oh goodness, this was so sweet and touching it made me cry. Beautiful job! I shared it on my Twitter @Eruvandi so hopefully more people will see it. I'd love for you to write another!
Thanks for sharing, Beth! I'm glad the emotions of the story came across so well. That's something I've worked hard on in the last many years.
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