This week’s Story Starter teaser is:
Eileen was hesitant to open the door leading up to the attic because she was afraid when she got up there, she might find…
memories she wasn’t ready to relive. Dad had been buried for only a week, after all.
Yet, the house would be ‘on the market’ soon and she couldn’t bear other people rummaging through her ‘stuff’, so she stepped inside.
A cloud of dust lifted causing her to sneeze in a rapid succession.
“A seven banger! Wow!”, she giggled to herself.
Feeling calmer from her comical entrance, she found the light cord and beheld seven neatly stacked boxes and seven fishing poles resting against a far wall. The rest of the attic lay spookily barren.
“This won’t be so bad. Dad’s OCD has done most of the work for me. Cool.”
Inside the first box, were seven books. Her seven novels!
Each box, thereafter, held seven mementos.
One held Mom’s Faberge’ egg collection another had seven photo albums.
“Okay” whispered Eileen, “What’s with the number seven, Dad?”
The phone rang downstairs, snapping her out of her Twilight Zone moment, so she raced down the stairs grabbing it on? – the seventh ring, of course.
“Eileen? Are you there? Talk to me Eileen!”
A bright light suddenly blinded her. Once her eyes adjusted, she could make out her father’s worried face.
“Thank the Lord, she’s back!”, he shouted over his shoulder.
Her stay in the hospital had lasted for seven months as she lie in a coma. A trailer truck had t-boned their car, her dad hadn’t been killed, but she was given only a 10% chance of survival. Eileen was released seven days later on her birthday… July 7th.
On that day, she was truly in Seventh Heaven.