Personal Narrative-Step Daddy Cade

After we had finished breakfast I began to clean up the plates, and that was when my mama had asked me if I was feeling okay because I hadn’t eaten all the much (Usually I would’ve wrecked me some pancakes and bacon.) but I just told her that I wasn’t all that hungry for some reason that morning, but I would save the leftovers for Step Daddy Cade whenever he got up. My mama, then gave me a worried look, but then left the kitchen to grab her purse and car keys wanting to take a trip into the village to pick up some sweet tea, Cokes, and cigarettes for Step Daddy Cade. I continued gathering the dishes and as I did so I heard a meow that sounded like it had come from the other side of the kitchen, near the patio door. It was soon accompanied by the faintest sound of nails taping and being swept down the smooth glass of the door. I walked over to that side of the kitchen to find that it was …show more content…
It was his idea, so I agreed to go having figured that it was better than being grounded to the house. I had ended up catching three brook trout while my step daddy only caught two. I had even thought about bring a couple back with us to feed to the strays, but I figured that my step daddy wasn’t going to have any of that. He would have just said to me, Are you nuts girl? It’s bad enough, we already got one of those damn things living with us, and you want to keep feein’ the rest of ‘em. We’ll be infested with these Godforsaken things in no time, or at the very least have a bunch of rottin’ fish stinkin’ up the yard if they don’t come around to eat. So, I just let it go. As we finished packing up our gear and were just about to start heading back for home, I saw something flash through the ferns on the other side of the river. It was hard to make out because whatever it was, kept darting back and forth through the dank, dark shadows that the edge of the forest canopy had