Bluebird Hunting
Cheri:
My name is Cheri Forsythe and I have just agreed to become the heir to our family legacy. It is a great honor to be chosen, but I have my doubts that I will do well.
I was invited to Ernest Peterson’s house for a party. Before I could even greet Ernest, I got a phone call from Elvis Forte, and we talked for a bit.
Ernest and I had been romantic interests since high school, but I really didn’t feel that special connection to him, like I do with Elvis. I realized that if I wanted a relationship with Elvis, I needed to end my romantic relationship with Ernest. He didn’t take it well. Harsh words were thrown in my face.
I said goodbye and left, feeling sad for the loss of a friendship. I had volunteered to participate in a study at the Landgraab Industries Science Facility, so I changed clothes and headed over there to be poked and prodded for a few hours.
My baby brother Chance is a teenager. He had grown like a weed over the winter and is almost as tall as I am. He has become a bit eccentric lately, and has been spending time at the junkyard of all places.
Now that I am the heir, Dad decided it was time to paint my portrait. He asked me to dress in a formal outfit.
Ratchet spotted a bluebird in the yard. He was able to sneak up on her.
He caught her gently and brought her to Mom.
Mom got a cage and put Bluebell inside.
While I was playing the bass, Chance gave his imaginary friend the potion he had made to turn her real.
Suddenly his friend was engulfed in a purple haze.
Sunni Summers is a Taurus, socially awkward, clumsy, a night owl, and a perfectionist. She likes cookies, Pop music, and the color lilac.
Daron Forsythe invited Mom and Dad to a formal party. Dad and his cousin Daron spent some time catching up.
Chantel and Colleen Forsythe are teenagers. They have grown into beautiful young ladies.
Chantel:
Colleen:
Claude is a toddler now. Mom said he has chocolate brown eyes.
Mom and Dad were photographed flirting with one another.
When they got home, Mom fixed the stereo,
and Dad sat in the rocking chair in the nursery.
Peaches folded the clean laundry. I think we have another laundry gnome.
It was getting late, so Flora headed for bed.
Clara was outside building a sand castle.





















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