YA short story
By Amandah T. Blackwell
Here's an excerpt from my YA short story "Indigo Rider." It's a heartwarming story about a Carrie Mulligan, a 15 year old girl who makes an unlikely friend in a fiery horse. Through working with Indigo, she learns that she's not the only one who's misunderstood. Carrie also becomes more trusting and realizes her grandparents are pretty hip and wise and love her more than she knows.
summer and 15-year-old Carrie Mulligan is being shipped to her grandparents in
Cave Creek, Arizona. They moved there 10 years ago from Houston, Texas and
built a custom home on Sunrise Ranch Road. Carrie visited them a few times but
couldn’t stand the desert; she preferred being near the ocean. Her mother was
being melodramatic by sending her away. Carrie’s going through the rebellious
teenage years, and her mother doesn’t have time to deal with it. What else is
loves the “City of Angels” aka Los Angeles and is bummed to leave for the
summer. She may be rebellious but she’s actually more mature than most adults
she knows. Her father’s never around because he’s the manager of the
alternative/indie band Written in Stone. She
doesn’t know who chose the name, but the music isn’t bad. Carrie met the band
and hung out with them in the studio a few times – that was cool. She thought
about going into music because she has a decent voice, but she’s passionate
about art. Her paintings have won state and national awards. She’s mostly an
abstract painter, but paints “real life” now and then.
family doesn’t spend much time together because Carrie’s parents have
high-powered careers. She plans to move out when she’s 18 years-old but hasn’t
told her mom and dad. Going to her grandparents does have a silver lining –
Carrie will be able to go horseback riding. She wasn’t about to let her mother
know she was looking forward to getting back on a horse. She wouldn’t give her
get a move on because we’re headed to the airport in 15 minutes,” said Marie.
why do I have to go to grandma and grandpa’s?” asked Carrie.
I’m going to be traveling a lot for work this summer and your father’s on the
road. Now quit complaining and finish packing, the car will be here any
minute,” said Marie.
think about taking off on your grandparents. They’ll keep a close watch on
you,” said Marie. Carrie ignored her mother and continued packing. A horn blew
from outside. “That’s the car, hurry up,” shouted Marie. She left the room and
ran down stairs.
ride to LAX was on time. She would be in the hot Arizona desert in no time. She
didn’t understand why people moved to Arizona and then complained about the
heat. Hello! It’s the desert – it’s supposed to be hot. One time while Carrie
was visiting her grandparents, their friend Florence was complaining about the
heat. Carrie suggested Florence move to Northern Arizona where it was cooler.
Her mother almost died of embarrassment and wanted to strangle her. Carrie’s
grandfather winked at her, a sign that he agreed with her. He always said
Florence was a natural complainer. Truth be told, Carrie was looking forward to
seeing her grandparents. She liked her grandfather because he was a straight
shooter, a natural cowboy. He told it how it was and Carrie
respected that. He never put on airs to please others. Grandma was a strong,
gentle woman and a great cook. The horn blew again.
“Carrie, come on let’s go,”
“Coming,” yelled Carrie. It’s off to the Valley of the Sun.