Apricot Jam
In the metropolitan Kansas City area during the early 1990’s, Maria was working as a restaurant manager for a large corporation and trying to get her life back together. Suffering from a failed marriage, Maria threw herself into her job, advancing with great promotions. This was when she realized she was falling head over heels for one of her new regular customers. She didn’t realize he had already fallen in love with her with the first touch of her hand. As their love grew, they both realized they had a jaded, questionable past.
Apricot salsa
It was just a few years shy of a new century and Maria was enjoying the best of her life. She thought being married to a Drug Enforcement Agent would protect her from her abusive ex-husband. But, Stuart had disappeared and she set out to find him.
Not caring about herself, she didn’t realize she had let her life deteriorate. Should she forget him and start her life over again with her newly found relationships?
Apricot is the Color of Her Hair
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“I’m responsible for taking care of you…and your sister. You must learn how to stand up for yourself. The day will come when you will have to take control, not just of your dolls, but your sister and your familia.”
As I shook my apricot colored hair, I quietly turned and left the barn without him noticing. What he had said to me wasn’t what I had wanted to hear that day. Little did I know then…
“And, Maria, don’t play in that car again,” he said as I shut the barn door. And that was the day when I started to shut them out of my life.
I’m from Kansas City where dreamers make dreams come true. Thank you for letting me share my dream with you.
Verna JK
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GHOST TALES
Do you believe in ghosts?
Ghosts, apparitions, spirits, anything you want to call them, are they really real? How can one person feel the presence of them and others can’t?
Spending my life dealing in antiques with a passion for history, I try to visualize what an object has experienced. Sometimes I have to stop my mind from questioning all the possible history it could tell.
At times, I’m asked why some people are more sensitive than others to the fluctuations between the dimensions separating us from the spiritual world. Some people believe they have had experiences with ghosts and then there are the non-believers. What side do you fall on?
When someone experiences unexplained noises, a closed door that opens by itself, a sudden bump in the dark, a feeling of being touched, or bells ringing from nowhere, they may pass it off jokingly as a ghost. Believe me, I have had lots of these happen to me. And so have others in Weston.
Having owned buildings inhabited with spirits and having other locals from the Weston area tell me their legends, I have become the keeper of the Ghosts Tales of Weston. Verna JK
MEET VERNA
As an old-salt story teller, Verna has a little story for everyone she meets.
Her desire to “someday” write a book was sparked at age fourteen in a high school creative-writing English class. As a working mom, she raised two sons in a small farming community near Kansas City. Through the years, she would drop small short stories in whatever media she could find, even writing a weekly recipe column for the local newspaper.
Verna relocated to the Kansas City area and with her love for the local history, she collected and explored stories while she made her living as a restaurant manager. She ventured into to buying and selling antiques and vintage ware in her own store.
After going through treatment, Verna was told the survival rate for her type of cancer was one out of every eight people. At that time she made a vow to herself to cherish whatever life had to offer from that day on.
She found her forever home in Weston, Missouri and has contributed to the town as a store owner and volunteer. The people of Weston, the town’s history, and operating her own businesses are dreams come true.
Now, she is putting her collections into “someday” books. As she writes, her stories are always accompanied by constant music running in the background of her mind. Her readers may relate; hope you enjoy the music.
