Here is an excerpt from Praying (All Rights Reserved)
“School is boring. Do you think I
can test out?” Lucius asked.
“Do
you really want to? I mean doesn’t that girl of yours still go to school?”
“Yes
Aurelia is only 16 and a junior. And she plans to go to some chef school right
after graduating.”
“In
America or overseas?” Lysandra hummed as she pulled out ingredients to cook
chicken fajitas.
“Paris.
She wants to be classically trained as well as street trained.” He rolled his
eyes as he hopped up on the counter. “You could have become a chef if you
wanted you know? You are good. And you know what those people on television are
talking about in those cooking competitions. You even go out and try to find
all those ingredients to try your own version. Do you really want politics or
is it just so programed into you?”
“I
really do want to go into politics. There are a lot of things need to be
changed. Civil Rights have taken a back seat and society screams and cries but
nobody is willing to do anything about it. The only way to change any of it is
to do so from the inside. Don’t you think the rights and freedoms I fought for
when I was in the military deserve to be fought for in our own government?”
“Sure.
It is just you like to cook and bake and stuff too.”
Lysandra
chuckled. “I also like musical instruments, languages, art, and writing. But
those are hobbies. I have made the choice to dedicate my life to the public.
Maybe after I retire from the political scene I will publish all those stories
I wrote. Or maybe I will have a mid-life crisis and go and start up a rock
band.” She laughed as she tossed a cut up piece of pepper at Lucius.
Lucius
laughed. “I would pay to see that. You
in a rock band!” He laughed again as he tossed the pepper back at her.
“Hey!
It could happen! I mean, I play a mean guitar, and my voice isn’t half bad.”
She laughed.
“Uptight,
conservative, Captain Lysandra T Tiburtinus gives up her life goal in stunning
display of a midlife crisis, details at ten!” He said in an announcer voice.
“Tiburtinus has punked out her hair, dumped a conservative boyfriend for a
female lover, and has started up the next big female rock duo!” Lucius laughed.
“I can see the trending hash tags and the news stations going gaga over it
now!” He fell back laughing.
Lysandra
laughed. “I am not that conservative.” She stopped and thought about things.
“Shit, I really did toe the line mom had me walk. I am even registered as a
Republican!” She dropped the spatula that she had been using as she made this
revelation. “Holy Hell Hounds!” She blinked and looked at her brother. “Do you
think I would have been disowned if I hadn’t toed that line?”
Lucius
signed. “No, dad loved you. Adored you. You were his princess, so like him. He
was the most liberal Republican I knew.
Perhaps it is time to revamp the party. Sure you are pro second
amendment, but you are for decent gun control. And sure you are pro-life
personally, but you also support people’s right to choose. Choose to educate
them and use abortion as a last option for the woman’s mental health. You are
very much what the face of the revamping of the Republican Party should be.
Away from the bigot, white, rich, racist, hatful men and towards a new definition
of conservative values, while being a decent human being.” He smirked then,
“after all, you are the furthest from that description. You have been fighting
for equal rights since grade school. And right under mom’s nose using the
explanation it was good for your future political career.”
Lysandra
rolled her eyes, “yes, because it wasn’t the truth.” The sarcasm would hit even
the most oblivious person over the head.
Lucius
laughed and popped a half cooked pepper in his mouth. “True, yes, but you
always stood up for the little guy. You literally grew up to be Captain
America!” He about fell over laughing.
“Lysandra
faked disgust, “Blasphemy!” She put a hand on her chest. “IRON MAN FOR LIFE!”
She yelled.
Lucius
laughed. “Face it! You grew up to be Captain F’ing America! Quite literally,
Captain!”
Lysandra
thought about it and shook her head as she put the chicken and steaks in their
perspective pans. “I don’t know. Cap was way moral. Tony totally is human. He
understands masks and the need for them. He understands working the system, and
not fighting it. For Cap everything is black and white. Tony saw grey.”
“Okay,
so you are a human version of Cap, but you always looked out for the little
guys. Always. If you didn’t you wouldn’t have half the medals you do.”
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