#My52 “The Price of a Life, Part V”

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#My52: Week 6

Word prompt: swing set

Word count – 632

Reading time – 2 mins, 4 secs

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Part V

Dexter Morgan touched the heavy, dust-laden drapes.

Who hung these? Did dad ask them to? Was he trying to hide or block out the world he was no longer part of?

He pulled the drapes open, flooding the room with light.

Like the front yard, the backyard was well-kept, but the empty pool resembled a large bathtub and his swing set was gone.

The swing set had not been a simple toy but more so a covenant between father and son.

During a quick phone call home sixty days before Proctor returned stateside, he’d promised Dex a new swing set.

True to his word, after all the pomp and ceremony of his unit’s return to the base and the fallen were laid to rest, but before the upcoming celebrations with parties, cookouts, and tributes, Proctor made good on his promise.

Waking his son early on a Tuesday, Proctor and Dex enjoyed breakfast together at IHOP. The swing set was never far from his thoughts, but Dex was happy to be with his dad and thrilled when he learned he wasn’t going to school that day.

After breakfast, Proctor drove the two short blocks to Meijer’s Toy World.

Dexter’s heart was in his throat, but his excitement faded when his dad didn’t pull into a parking space.

His disappointment soon mixed with confusion when Proctor pulled up to a door behind the store. A large sign over the door read WILL CALL.

A young man sitting in a windowed office looked in their direction and came outside.

“Pick up today, sir?”

“Yes, for my boy.” Dex watched his dad hand the attendant a slip of paper.

“Whoa. I’m gonna need help with this. Open your truck gate while I grab a couple of coworkers.”

Without a word to his son, Proctor stepped from the truck to open the gate.

Dexter’s young mind tried to process what was happening. He was about to take off his seatbelt and join his father at the back of the truck when a large metal door opened next to where the attendant has been sitting.

The young man and three of his coworkers carried cardboard boxes of all shapes and sizes to the truck.

Dex flipped the seatbelt loose and got on his knees staring out the cab’s back window.

“Sure you don’t need assembly for this, sir?”

“Thanks, but we got this.”

Nothing made sense to Dex until two of the men lifted a large box into the truck bed. One of the men jumped into the truck and pushed the large box all the way to the window Dex was staring out of.

That’s when he saw it.

A large, colorful label showed the box contained the main beams and swings for the Gymboree Playland Swing Set.

The noise of his clapping and cheering sounded like a classroom of eight-year-olds instead of just one. The men stopped loading the truck to enjoy the child’s happiness as Proctor walked around the truck to open Dexter’s door.

He leaped from his seat locking his arms around Proctor’s neck.

“You remembered. I thought you forgot, but you didn’t.”

Proctor squeezed his son tight then pulled back to see his face.

“It’s all I could think about. It helped get me back home to you.”

With their eyes brimming with tears, Proctor and Dex leaned their foreheads together, not noticing the four attendants clearing their throats and looking away, moved by the love of a father for his son.

That was the best day of my life. She stole so much from me, but she can’t touch my memories.

Dexter’s jaw hardened. Mr. Gaffney’s simple inquiry into his dad’s VA benefits to find help with Dex’s tuition opened a floodgate of lies and coverups and showed Verna Morgan’s true treachery.

To be continued

Part I     Part II     Part III   Part IV

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Song Lyric Sunday | “You Don’t Miss Your Water” – William Bell

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Song Lyric Sunday was created by Helen Vahdati from This Thing Called Life One Word at a Time and author Jim Adams from A Unique Title For Me is our current guest host. For complete rules or to join in the fun, click here.

This week’s theme is  “River/Stream/Creek/Brook.”

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Sticking with my water prompt leads me to another song that’s sounds like it about a broken relationship, but it didn’t start out that way… You Don’t Miss Your Water.

Lyrically, the song’s theme revolves around the singer’s confession of his unfaithfulness to his lover and, now that she’s gone, his realization of his foolishness. However, Tennessee native William Bell was actually writing about being homesick while he played with jazz musician Phineas Newborn and his orchestra in New York.

You Don’t Miss Your Water did not chart in the Billboard R&B charts when it was first released in 1961, although it did reach #95 on the pop charts. Since then, the track has gone on to become a Southern soul classic. The song was also released on Bell’s 1967 album The Soul of a Bell, along with the original version of Do Right Woman, Do Right Man, which was more famously covered by Aretha Franklin.

FUN FACT:
  • Otis Redding, Taj Mahal, The Byrds, and Jerry Lee Lewis are just some of the artists who have released covers of You Don’t Miss Your Water.
  • Bell co-authored the Chuck Jackson hit, Any Other Way and  Billy Idol’s 1986 hit, To Be a Lover.

The video is from a live performance at the White House in 2014.

Enjoy!

See my Song Lyric Sunday selection on Nesie’s Place.

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You Don’t Miss Your Water

by William Bell
Songwriter: William Bell

In the beginning, you really loved me
But I was too blind and I couldn’t see

But now you’ve left me, oh, how I cry
You don’t miss your water, till your well runs dry

I kept you crying, sad and blue
I was a playboy and I wouldn’t be true
But when you left me and said ‘Bye, bye’
I missed my water, my well ran dry

Now, I sit and wonder and how can this be?
I never thought, you’d ever leave me

But now you’ve left me, oh, how I cry
You don’t miss your water, till your well runs dry
You don’t miss your water, till your well runs dry