July 16, 2020
Volume 50 - No. 29
FICTION By Thomas Calabrese
It was 5 am on June 15, 1930, and Frank McCall was driving from San Diego to his ranch in Valley Center. The Depression had been hard on him and his family, but it was hard on the entire country so Frank did not have any other choice except to roll up his sleeves and work twice as hard to survive. He was able to get two weeks of work on a fishing boat and the money that he earned would definitely help pay some overdue bills. The ranch had been in his family for three generations and it was part of The Paper - 760.747.7119
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his heritage and responsibility to make sure that it made it to his children. As he came over the ridge and into the valley the sun was just coming over the horizon and its amber rays slowly turned to yellow as they spread across the valley floor. Frank was mentally prioritizing how he was going to allocate the money and didn’t notice the truck parked alongside the road or how it pulled out and followed him. When the truck speeded up and came up right behind him, Frank mistakenly assumed that it was just a delivery driver who was running late so he pulled over just before
reaching a sharp turn in the narrow road to let him pass. When the truck got alongside it swerved to the right and knocked Frank’s vehicle over the edge and sent it careening down a ravine where it crashed into a boulder and exploded into flames. Three months later, Jenny McCall was doing everything she could to keep her head above water since her father’s untimely death. It would have been tough enough if she only had to worry about herself and the ranch, but she was also responsible for Frank Junior, her younger brother
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who was fourteen years of age and her sister Mary who was ten. At the age of nineteen, Jenny felt like the weight of the world was resting on her shoulders and if she took one misstep or even rested she would be crushed by the hostile elements around here She took a shower and quickly got dressed, barely taking a few minutes to run a brush through her long blond hair or glance at her beautiful face in the mirror. “Time to get up! Rise and shine!” Jenny yelled out as she ran down the stairs.