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This is a short story. A teenager goes to his favorite spot, a picnic table under a willow tree in his backyard, to be alone for a bit. He encounters a neighbor, a young woman with auburn hair, at the neighboring residence whom he had never seen before. He discovers the mysterious lady has a has a penchant for yellow roses.
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I was almost eighteen when my parents and I moved into the house on Mendel Street at the beginning of that autumn. It was a splendid season as the air turned crisp amidst the beautiful gold and red colors that adorned the trees circling our new house. The
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This is a short story. A teenager goes to his favorite spot, a picnic table under a willow tree in his backyard, to be alone for a bit. He encounters a neighbor, a young woman with auburn hair, at the neighboring residence whom he had never seen before. He discovers the mysterious lady has a has a penchant for yellow roses.

Excerpt:
I was almost eighteen when my parents and I moved into the house on Mendel Street at the beginning of that autumn. It was a splendid season as the air turned crisp amidst the beautiful gold and red colors that adorned the trees circling our new house. The house was a nice two-story house with a big back yard that afforded me plenty of space to wander around in, both mentally, emotionally, and physically.........
Unlike the house that the Fentons occupied with its happy boisterous atmosphere, the house on our other side had always been quiet--a deserted almost sad aura hung over the place, which immediately separated it from its nearby brick brethren. .......

A young woman sat alone at the kitchen table, sipping coffee. She was attractive, slender with auburn hair and must have been in her early thirties. I could see she was dressed in a pale yellow summer dress.

For a moment as I watched her I felt as if I had invaded her space and the aura which hung over the house. Perhaps I should look away, I thought, but I had caught sight of her and there was no harm in gazing a little longer I thought..........

Motionless for a few seconds, she snapped out of her statue-like state and turned to the counter behind her to get something. When she had turned back, I could see she had tissue paper in her hand. The woman placed the paper down on the table and carefully laid the rose in it, wrapping the tissue paper delicately around it as if she were going to send it off somewhere....


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Autorenporträt
Frank Arcilesi has a degree in Mass Communications; and Mathematics from Towson State University in Maryland. He has written numerous stories, and articles on collecting, travel and other topics, and has financial and business experience.

By Toni Hull of Epic Book Promotions:
Frank Arcilesi has recently authored Everyday a Bird Learns How to Fly.

Montgomery Village, Maryland is an area of rolling green hills, beautiful parks and cherry blossoms. Dubbed 'The Best Hometown in Maryland', Montgomery Village is a short train ride from Washington DC, and less than an hour's drive from Baltimore. Along with 40,000 other people, Frank Arcilesi calls Montgomery Village his home.

The air was crisp and the sky was bright the October morning that I asked Mr. Arcilesi to fill me in on his novel Every Day a Bird Learns How to Fly, and his life in general.

"I grew up in Baltimore, Maryland with my mom, dad and older brother. The city had a special charm with its small ethnic neighborhoods and friendly people. Of course there were the Orioles and Baltimore Colts, until they (Colts) were unceremoniously hijacked at midnight by the Mayflower vans. Johnny Unitas and Brooks and Frank Robinson were my heroes.

When I was a kid my mom worked as a buttonhole maker in a custom suit factory and my dad pressed garments. These were tedious un-fun jobs but they kept food on the table for my brother and me. School was a little out of the ordinary. My high school was all male and we had to rent female cheerleaders from other schools for our football games. We never knew if they were really cheering for our team or the opposition." Today the cheerleaders are more honest in their enthusiasm since the school is now coed. Later I attended college just eight miles north of Baltimore at Towson State University. That is where I studied mass communications and mathematics. I'll let you decide which one I found boring."

"How about favorite places?"

"Antiques shops are fascinating and I will stop at any new one I discover. I also love to drive through the countryside of Pennsylvania during the fall. In the summer though, my favorite spot is the resort town of Ocean City, Maryland, with its sandy beach and long, long boardwalk stretching past the many souvenir shops and food stands. I also like to search the small resort town for new restaurants specializing in fine seafood. There are some excellent ones which I discovere...