Conveying Emotion - Tammy Petty Conrad
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July 15 2013, 16:48:17 UTC
“Would you like me to take a picture of all three of you?” “Sure, that would be nice. Then at least there would be a record I was on this vacation,” she said with an uncomfortable laugh. The kids seemed surprised. They had been taking pictures of and with each other since they stepped on the boat. At least they weren’t fighting. But the vessel was an expensive photography studio. Were they even noticing the scenery? Did they remember who was paying for this trip? “Okay, move a little closer together. Smile. Oh, that’s great!” He handed the camera back to her and went back to his partner. The kids sat back down and continued with their conversation. All around her were groups of people. Some in pairs, some in threesomes. She alone represented One is the Loneliest Number which played in the background, lost to all her ears but her own.
Even the brightly colored fireworks couldn’t brighten Cora’s mood. She felt tension brewing from inside her father. Just before raising the flag for “America the Beautiful,” he had whispered a few words to Cora’s mother, Christine, and her mother’s face had become creased with worry and sadness. Cora noticed that Derek’s parents also looked grim. Something was up, but nobody was telling the kids
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“Sure, that would be nice. Then at least there would be a record I was on this vacation,” she said with an uncomfortable laugh.
The kids seemed surprised. They had been taking pictures of and with each other since they stepped on the boat. At least they weren’t fighting. But the vessel was an expensive photography studio. Were they even noticing the scenery? Did they remember who was paying for this trip?
“Okay, move a little closer together. Smile. Oh, that’s great!” He handed the camera back to her and went back to his partner. The kids sat back down and continued with their conversation. All around her were groups of people. Some in pairs, some in threesomes. She alone represented One is the Loneliest Number which played in the background, lost to all her ears but her own.
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I am a middle school Media Specialist. I honestly didn't know what you did when I added you. I just did an interest search on "young adult fiction" to find more LJ friends.
I've been on here for over 10 years. I use it as a creative channel. I like to use several different sources for new books to check out for my students! :)
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