The Kernel (A Short Story)
The Kernel By Alexandra Jean 1 The gentle tones of the phone alarm sang through the air. It cut across a silence that lived in the house for the past seven hours and fell upon Elena’s ears. As per usual, the sweet melodic tones didn’t wake Elena up. With a soft push, her husband Sidney attempted to wake her up. “Honey.” He said half to her and half to his pillow. She stirred but she couldn’t wake up. Stuck in the alternate reality that was her dream. She was in Georgia, where her aunt lived, and she stood outside of their home. She was chasing chickens and trying to open up the roadside stand that they had. Elena felt determined to start work so she would chase the chickens for a few seconds, then drop it to start stacking the produce on the table, then proceeded to go back to the chickens. She finally completed the task all while munching on a head of iceberg lettuce. “Elena.” Her aunt said suddenly standing next to her. She looked over at her aunt with her striki...