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

o was ond

brother, Nanson Yeager, lived with her.

to was indeed

He worked as a delivery guy and

clock on the wall and

the door. “Carole! Carole! Come

called out as she moved toward the living room.

a roast chicken in his left hand and a large watermelon in his right.

did you strike it rich?” Carole asked in

century, meat was a luxury

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

Chapter 8

Anthea emerging from

is Anthea. Anthea, this is your

Nanson,” Anthea said with

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

changed so much from

am Anthea,” she