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.

she added, “By

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siblings, and her youngest brother,

“uncle” Anthea referred to was indeed

all these years due to his limited education. He worked as a delivery guy and didn’t smoke or drink, but his one vice was the casino. Almost every paycheck he earned

clock on the wall and

door. “Carole! Carole! Come out

Carole called out as she

none other than Nanson. He carried a roast chicken in his

you strike it rich?”

was a luxury for the Yeager

a rotisserie! He said the delivery folks deserve a break for working

Chapter 8

emerging from the back and

a smile. “This is Anthea. Anthea, this is your Uncle

Anthea said with a polite

stared at her as if he’d seen a ghost, “You, you! Are

had changed so much from just a few

am Anthea,”