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  Memories in the Attic by Barbara Valentino This story was written in honor of James Stacy, born on December 23 rd . Rather than writing another Johnny birthday, I wrote to include all of the family, and a certain surprise. No beta, all mistakes are mine. Murdoch sat at his desk trying for the third time to make sure his figures were correct, growing more annoyed by the minute. Teresa and Johnny had been arguing all morning and they were getting louder and more aggressive. 'This has got to stop and now.' “ John, Teresa in here now. ”  Both knew the sound of Murdoch's bellow, and hurried to the great room. Murdoch pointed to the two seats in front of his desk, and they sat. “ I have heard nothing all morning but the two of you fighting. Now what is the problem?Teresa spoke first. “Johnny is so pig headed. He doesn't listen to anyone.” Johnny interrupted. Teresa is too bossy. Johnny do this, Johnny do that. Then when I do she's never satisfied. She thinks she owns th...

  A SON IS BORN . It is in honor of the birth date of the late James Stacy. I decided to write a Christmas / birthday story. My Johnny is in his teens. No beta. Mistakes mine. All criticism is welcome. Thanks . . The barn was brightly lit from the lanterns burning inside. Barranca was pacing nervously and pawing at the floor of his stall. In the next stall Johnny was trying to soothe a nervous mare about to foal. . Johnny looked over to Barranca. "Settle down Papa, your family will be fine." Inwardly Johnny was having doubts as the mare, covered in sweat groaned again.The labor was not going well. Johnny was worried that he may lose the mare and foal. . Murdoch, knowing Johnny was unarmed, felt safe slipping into the barn to check the progress. He stood quietly for a few moments as he heard Johnny softly praying kneeling at the mare's head. Murdoch then made his presence known walking to the stall. "How's she doing, Son?" The look on Johnny's face told h...

  Values Elin Jackson August 2025 Chapter One: Scott was fuming, as he stared into an empty box that he had hidden in the wardrobe. There had been over two hundred dollars in the tin; he had saved it for a special purpose. A purpose that he was definitely not ready to share with his family.  Shaking his head he tried to remember who knew… Johnny had barged in his room and saw the box… Scott stormed down the stairs ready to confront his brother about the missing money. Murdoch and Johnny were in the great room discussing the repairs needed for the bridge in the North pasture when they heard Scott stomping down the stairs. An angered Scott approached them waving an empty box. “What in the world…” Murdoch reached for Scott’s arm. The angry man dodged his father’s grip and faced his confused younger brother. “This,” he held out the box and waved it in front of Johnny. “I had over two hundred dollars in this tin and now it is missing.”  Scott leaned toward his brother, “C...