From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 8

Anthea hadn’t eaten much all day, and by then, she was starving. But even as she wolfed down her meal, there was a grace to her that made it somehow pleasant to watch.

She polished off her spaghetti in no time.

“There’s more in the kitchen. I’ll get you another helping,” Carol offered.

Anthea gave a content smile. “No, Mom, I’m full. Thank you.”

“Well then, let me take you to your room so you can rest,” Carole suggested.

“Sure,” Anthea nodded in agreement.

The bedroom was a cramped space carved out of another room, with Carole living just next door. The furnishings were sparse, including a bed, a desk for writing, and a wardrobe for clothes. There were no unnecessary items.

It had been Rebecca’s room before. When Rebecca left, she took all her belongings with her. There wasn’t even a blanket on the bed at this time.

Carole mentioned, slightly embarrassed. “Let me go and grab a comforter to make the bed for you.”

“That’s fine, Mom,” Anthea said with a smile.

afterthought, she added, “By the way,

o was ond

her youngest brother, Nanson Yeager,

Anthea referred to was indeed

education. He worked as a delivery guy and didn’t smoke or drink, but his one vice was the casino. Almost every paycheck he

on the wall

Carole! Come out and see

out as she moved toward

was none other than Nanson. He carried a roast chicken in his left hand and

did you strike it rich?” Carole asked in surprise.

21st century, meat was a luxury for the

from ear to ear, Nanson showed his pearly whites. “Got it from a client who runs a rotisserie! He said

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finished speaking, he noticed Anthea emerging from the back and looked puzzled, “Carole, who’s

introduced her with a smile. “This is Anthea. Anthea, this is your Uncle

you, Uncle Nanson,” Anthea said with a

seen

much from just a few

I am Anthea,”