Relationships and New Beginnings
(by Jurgen Derlin-Rauschl)Top of Form
Chapter 1: A Rainy Goodbye
In the pouring rain, a small group of mourners holding black umbrellas, gathered solemnly. Mark Gordon, a grieving man in his late thirties, stood beside his seven-year-old daughter Lily at a freshly dug grave. The rain mixed with their tears as they watched the casket lowered into the ground. It was a surreal scene, a cruel twist of fate that had taken their beloved wife and mother too soon.
Mark struggled to find words to comfort Lily, who clung to his hand, shivering from cold and grief. Lily, too young to fully grasp the situation, felt the loss of her mother’s love deeply. The absence of her mother left a void in her world that seemed impossible to fill.
The funeral service ended, leaving Mark and Lily standing by the graveside. Their loss weighed heavily on them, and time seemed to stand still. They looked at the headstone marking Lily's mother's final resting place, a harsh reminder of their pain and uncertainty. As they faced an uncertain future, Mark contemplated his role as a single parent and the need to heal. Amidst their sorrow, Mark and Lily found comfort in each other's presence and knew their love for Lily's mother would endure.
The rain continued to pour as Mark and Lily made their way back to their now-empty home. The familiar sight of their house seemed different somehow, devoid of the warmth and laughter that once filled its rooms. Mark felt a pang of sadness as he unlocked the door, knowing that his wife would never again greet them with her infectious smile. Inside, the silence was deafening. Lily's laughter, once the soundtrack of their home, was now replaced by the sound of raindrops hitting the windows. Mark tried to push back the memories that threatened to overwhelm him as he led Lily into the living room. They sat together on the couch, surrounded by the remnants of their life. Photographs adorned the walls, capturing moments of happiness that now felt like a distant memory.
Mark reached for Lily's hand, drawing comfort from her presence as they both struggled to come to terms with their loss. As the rain continued to fall outside, Mark made a silent vow to be the best father he could be for Lily. He knew that their journey ahead would be filled with challenges, but he was determined to do whatever it took to keep them together. They would navigate the difficulties of life without Lily's mother by their side. And as they sat in the quiet of their empty house, Mark knew that their love for each other would be the guiding light that would see them through the darkest of days.
A week of healing had passed, and it was time for Mark to decide their future. He was sitting at the kitchen table with a map of the country spread out before him. Mark had concluded they both needed a change. He had already spent countless hours studying the map, considering every destination. As an architect, consultant, he had the flexibility to work from anywhere, but what was best for Lilly? His decision to move weighed heavily on him. Lily was playing quietly in her room, oblivious to the weight of the world resting on her father's shoulders. Mark knew he needed to tread carefully when broaching the subject of moving with her. He didn't want to disrupt her fragile world any more than it already had been. Taking a deep breath, Mark approached Lily. He knelt down beside her, gently placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Lily, sweetheart, can we talk for a moment?" Mark asked softly. Lily looked up; her big brown eyes filled with curiosity. "Yes, Daddy. Mark hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words. I've been thinking a lot about our future, Lily. And I think... I think it might be a good idea for us to start fresh somewhere new. Lily's brow furrowed in confusion. Start fresh? What do you mean, Daddy? Mark took a deep breath, trying to explain in a way that wouldn't overwhelm her. “Well, you see, sweetheart, sometimes when things are difficult, it can help to make a change. And I've been considering moving us to a new city, where we can have a fresh start”. Lily's eyes widened in surprise. “But what about our home? And my friends?" Mark's heart ached at the thought of uprooting her from everything she knew, but he knew it was necessary for their healing. “I know it's a big change, Lily, but we'll still have each other. And we can make new friends and explore new places together. What do you think”? Lily pondered his words for a moment before a small smile tugged at her lips. I think... I think it could be an adventure, Daddy. As long as we're together, I'll be okay. Mark felt a surge of relief wash over him in her acceptance. "Thank you, Lily. I promise I'll do everything in my power to make this transition as smooth as possible for us. With Lily's blessing, Mark knew he had made the right decision. Perhaps their new beginning would bring the happiness and healing they so desperately needed.
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Chapter 2: A New Beginning
Mark and Lily's bond grew stronger with each passing day. They became each other's rock, offering support and understanding that only they could provide. Lily, with the wisdom beyond her years, became Mark's source of hope and inspiration, while Mark showered Lily with love and guidance. They cherished the memories of Lily's mother, keeping her alive through stories and photographs. Her presence remained a part of their lives, a gentle reminder of the love that had once filled their home.
As the sun rose on moving day, Mark and Lily felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness in their chests. They stood together in their now-empty living room. The walls echoing with the absence of furniture and decorations that had once filled the space with warmth and familiarity. "We're really doing this," Lily murmurs, her voice tinged with both uncertainty and determination. Mark nodded, his gaze drifting around the room. "It's a big step, but I think it's the right one. A fresh start, a new beginning." Together, they made their way through the house one last time, checking every corner to ensure nothing had been left behind. Each room held memories, some joyful, some bittersweet. But they knew it was time to leave them behind and create new ones elsewhere. With a final glance, they closed the front door behind them, locking away the past as they stepped into the bright morning sunlight.
Chapter 02- Homecoming
Their journey began with most of their belongings being trucked into storage. Mark and Lilly set out on the open road to Mackay in their hired car and caravan. Trying to avoid the coast road, the journey is 1400 kilometres leading through the outback of Queensland. Both had eagerly anticipated the long journey and prepared for this adventure for weeks. The road trip was filled with music, laughter, and the promise of new experiences. Leaving the city behind, they ventured into the vast Australian countryside. As they travelled along the Warrego Highway, Mark suggested a detour to Carnarvon Gorge. Mark and Lily's decision to detour to Carnarvon Gorge proved to be a stroke of brilliance. The notion of veering off the beaten path ignited a sense of curiosity and anticipation within them. With unanimous enthusiasm, they veered off towards this natural marvel.
Their arrival at the caravan park near the gorge was met with a mixture of weariness from the road and bubbling excitement for the adventures awaiting them. Setting up their caravan on a powered site, they swiftly transitioned from travellers to temporary tourists of this picturesque slice of wilderness. The evening unfolded lazily, with the duo enjoying a satisfying meal cooked under the open sky by the setting sun. The tranquillity of their surroundings gave them a sense of contentment, setting the stage for the exploration to come.
The morning landscape was cloaked in mist and promise. Eager to immerse themselves in the natural splendour of Carnarvon Gorge, Mark and Lily embarked on a planned hike. As they delved deeper into the gorge, they were greeted by an awe-inspiring panorama. Ancient Aboriginal rock art adorned the sandstone cliffs, whispering tales of civilisations long past. The rugged terrain echoed with the chirping of birds and the rustle of leaves, providing a melodic backdrop to their journey. Wildlife from colourful birds to elusive wallabies darted through the underbrush. Carnarvon Gorge was a testament to passaging of time. Its towering cliffs and meandering waterways bear witness to millennia of geological evolution. Amidst this grandeur, Mark and Lilly felt a sense of reverence for the cultural significance bestowed upon this land by its traditional custodians. As evening descended, casting a golden glow over the landscape, Mark and Lily reluctantly retraced their steps back to their caravan. Exhausted but exhilarated, they carried with them memories of Carnarvon Gorge. Memories of a day filled with wonder, discovery, and a profound connection to nature.
The next day, they continued their journey to Mark's hometown, Mackay, where they checked into a cozy motel. It was temporary accommodation till they could purchase a small house. The population of Mackay welcomed Mark and Lily with their comforting smile of a country town. The Mackay had changed little since Mark had left. Its quaint streets and friendly faces reminding him of the simplicity he had longed for during his time in the city. As they settled into their cozy motel room, Mark felt a sense of peace wash over him. This was where he belonged. As the sun rose again over the quaint town of Mackay, Mark and Lily embarked on yet another day filled with new adventures and discoveries. Mark's transition into his new job was smoother than he expected, thanks to the welcoming environment of the small community. Each day presented its own set of challenges, but Mark tackled them with determination and a newfound sense of purpose.
Walking through the familiar streets of Mackay, Mark couldn't help but reminisce about his tumultuous past. The memories of his troubled youth flooded back, reminding him of the aimless wandering and the constant search for meaning. Yet, amidst the chaos of his memories, he found clarity. He realised that what he had been searching for all those years had been right here in Mackay all along. A sense of belonging, of community, of home.
Growing up, Mark had always felt a void in his life. A longing for a close-knit family. His father's absence because of work meant that their family gatherings were rare. Mark never had the chance to truly connect with his father. But now, in the embrace of Mackay's tight-knit community, Mark felt that void slowly being filled. With each passing day, he felt himself reconnecting with his roots and rediscovering the simple joys of life that he had long forgotten.
Weekends became a time for exploration and bonding for Mark and Lily. They ventured into the rugged beauty of the surrounding countryside. From hiking through lush forests to picnicking by tranquil lakes, every moment spent together strengthened their bond. But it wasn't just the natural beauty that captivated them; the vast Australian beaches offered a sense of freedom. Mark and Lily spent hours strolling along the sandy shores, listening to the rhythmic crashing of waves, and feeling the warm embrace of the sun on their skin. Mark and Lily realised now that they had found more than just a new home in Mackay. They had found a place where they truly belonged, where they could build a future filled with love and adventure. And as they walked hand in hand, they knew their journey was just beginning.
On one of their walks through town, Mark spotted a quaint little house with a picket fence. It was the epitome of suburban charm. It was exactly what he had envisioned for their new beginning. With the help of a local estate agent, they toured the house and knew instantly that it was theirs. Once they moved in with all their belongings, the new home became their sanctuary. A place filled with love and laughter, where they could create new memories together. Lily's laughter echoed through the hall, filling the empty spaces with warmth and joy. And as they settled in, Mark felt a sense of gratitude wash over him. Despite the hardships they had endured, they had found their way back to where they belonged. To each other, and to Mackay.
Mark knew that this was just the beginning of their journey. There would be challenges ahead, of course, but he was confident that together, they could overcome anything life threw their way. And as he watched Lily chasing fireflies in the backyard, Mark felt a sense of peace settle over him. For the first time in a long time, he knew he was exactly where he was meant to be.
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I have some feedback for you. Please bear in mind that this is just my take on the story, and I hope this feedback will be useful to you - even if you disagree with some of it, hopefully it'll make you step back and consider certain story elements.
The tone seems to be aimed at readership by children. Great, no problems there. But it seems very: this happened. Then this. Then this. Then this... I'm not so much saying there wasn't natural flow, though that was a bit of an issue too, it was more that you never really explored the reason of, or flow-on effects of each element. It was just: Mum died. Dad and daughter bonded. They moved back to his childhood town. They had a nice time starting again there. Sort of disjointed. Also, not much excitement or, sorry to say it, but not much interest. For me, personally, I want to read about something deeply interesting from at least one point of view. (Even the POV of one of the characters in the story itself sometimes. If I found a plot boring, but the characters found it deeply interesting, and you could tell that from the way they behaved, as described by the author, I'd still be on-board with the story, more or less.) Here, mum dies, and the result? Dad and daughter are sad. Of course they are! They feel her absence around the home. Of course they do! You don't need to write those things plainly. They're obvious. If you want to write them, do it in a poignant way, so the reader really feels their heartstrings being pulled at: include a story about that photo, (perhaps it was taken the day she received her cancer diagnosis? Perhaps that was the day her daughter pushed her into the pool while they were playing, and now she feels guilty that she's partly to blame that her mum got amoebic encephalitis from the water...) I don't know. Perhaps all this was the result of the narrator telling the story, with very little being told by the characters in it (in speech.) If you did that, and showed us how they were feeling and reacting to what was going on, that would be helpful. In fact, the speech thing really isn't necessary. The key is just to get us in the zone of appreciating what's going on from the character's points of view. For example, one paragraph starts like this:
The morning landscape was cloaked in mist and promise. Eager to immerse themselves in the natural splendour of Carnarvon Gorge, Mark and Lily embarked on a planned hike. As they delved deeper into the gorge, they were greeted by an awe-inspiring panorama.
Even without using speech, you could make us feel more involved in the story by describing the morning and the setting from the characters' points of view, instead of from the narrator's. Maybe something like this:
Mark unzipped the tent door slowly, so as not to wake his daughter, and peeped out. It was very misty, but that made it seem more tantalizing, more inviting to him, somehow. He put his feet into his boots - ooh, they were cold - and quietly stepped outside. Lily was fast asleep, so he zipped up the tent behind him, and ambled over to the bathroom block for a pee.
After breakfast, father and daughter headed off on the Boolimba Bluff walk. Mark was happy to see that Lily's mind was engaged by the awe inspiring scenery, and saw that as a sign of healing, though he himself was somewhat pensive. He couldn't help it. His chest hurt when he thought about how much Ondine would've loved this.
[I decided to give the dead wife a name. Makes her presence in the story - in the characters' minds - more meaningful I think.]
You move into the present tense a few times, which is not helpful. Keep the storytelling in the past tense, if that's the tense you've selected, unless there's a very good reason for not doing so. For example, ["We're really doing this," Lily murmurs...] this should be, "We're really doing this," Lilly murmured. The first bit, "We're really doing this," is in the present tense, and that's fine, because the character is saying it. But the narrator is saying the second bit, and this whole story is being told as though to a listener hearing it well after everything's already happened. And so should stay in the past tense.
Also, you need a new paragraph if a new speaker starts speaking. In fact, as soon as the narrator prepares us for the fact a new speaker is going to be speaking, you should probably change the paragraph then. For example, you wrote:
"Lily, sweetheart, can we talk for a moment?" Mark asked softly. Lily looked up; her big brown eyes filled with curiosity. "Yes, Daddy..."
...it would be better written like this:
"Lily, sweetheart, can we talk for a moment?" Mark asked softly.
Lily looked up, her big brown eyes filled with curiosity. "Yes, Daddy..."
(I also change the semi-colon for a comma, as that's a better choice there, in my opinion.)
The actual material is good material for a story. So that's good. Deaths in the family and relocations can be fertile ground for storytellers. But also be aware that these topics are such good ground, they've been done a million times already. If you want to write them, that's cool, but find a way of doing it that is unique, that grabs our interest. Tell it from the point of view of an alien psychiatrist. Or make the 7-year-old a savant who struggles to show emotions, and this challenges the father because he wants to see that her mum's death actually meant something to her. Or put it at a time of plague, when everyone's dying, so death has become commonplace, and they struggle because, "Don't you all realise just how important she was? Stop taking this so calmly!" Or give the daughter the same medical condition as the mum, and have her struggle with the thought that she will probably die of that too some day. Or make the father an alcoholic, who has to realise that it's now on him to step up and be the father he's never really been yet. You see what I mean? It doesn't have to be an adult point-of-interest, like many of these situations are. If you're writing for kids, it's still doable. You have the kid realise she'll never be able to finish that huge project she started with her mum any more, and then have a development arc where she's angry with her mum for dying before the project had been completed, but that ends with her taking on the project alone, as a dedication to the life of her mum. Or anything else that might be right for the age-group you're aiming at.
I also, like the previous commenter, struggled to see how the story is set in a world at once similar, but also different from our own.
You told us he was a consulting architect. But then that never entered the story again. Perhaps consider adding at least one other tie-in to that? Maybe when they're looking for homes in the new town, they can't find anything just right, so he decided to design and build their own home himself?
Unless there's a good reason, I don't think a short story of this length needs to have chapters. I'm currently reading a novel which doesn't have chapters, and that, to me, actually IS annoying. But for this length, it's really not necessary (though I suppose, again, if you're aiming it for very young children, it would be fine.)
There are a few seeming-contradictions in the story. (Maybe they're not, but, would need additional explaining to the reader for them to understand how they're actually not.) For example:
Lily was playing quietly in her room, oblivious to the weight of the world resting on her father's shoulders. Mark knew he needed to tread carefully when broaching the subject of moving with her. He didn't want to disrupt her fragile world any more than it already had been.
On the one hand Lily's oblivious to the weight of the world resting on her father's shoulders. On the other, she's incredibly fragile about her new situation. If she really were that fragile, surely she'd "feel" some of that weight herself? After all, it comes from the new situation, which has affected both of them.
You have some nice turns-of-phrase. I particularly liked: "Lily's laughter, once the soundtrack of their home..." and "The walls echoing with the absence of furniture and decorations that..."
I like the way the story ends. It's a fittingly warm/promising tone that works well in this context.
I spent some time writing this feedback. I hope you find it helpful. Good luck, and keep writing.
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I liked the focus being the father-daughter relationship.
Mark spreading whole map only to go back to his hometown is slightly funny to me :)
I think I may have missed how is the setting different our own?
Lastly, the formatting around direct speech is off, careful there :)
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