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Finding Harmony

Harmony Evans was listening to the latest Harry Potter book on her iPod when it started again. They had been fighting for years about his job. Her dad was a consultant to a big oil company based in New York with offices all over the world. This job marked the second time in her life that Harmony had lived in the United States of America. She’d spent time living in Italy, Spain, Iraq, Iran and Pakistan.

While she enjoyed the countries, it was the moving just about every year that had finally taken its toll on Harmony and mom. She was about to be a junior in high school and didn’t want to move again to another school before starting her junior and senior years. She shook her head as the voices increased above the loud volume of her iPod. It must have been some bad news indeed if her mom was yelling at her dad this much.

“No Dan, you listen to ME!!! I’m tired of this, moving around every year. It’s taken a toll on me and you have no idea how hard it is for Harmony, having to move around every year, leaving friend behind, never having anything stable in her life. You said this would be the last time!!”

“Emma, I-I swear it was supposed to be the last move! They just told me about this on Monday. Plus, it’s a promotion. I’ll make three time what I make now if I take the job in Paris! It’ll be the good life for us baby.” Dan exclaimed, exasperated by Emma’s complaints. He shook his head and wished that it would be easier on his family, but what could he do? Tell the company no? Then get fired and be homeless. He had to do it for the good of his family.

“Dan! You’ve known for a week and DIDN’T tell ME until A WEEK BEFORE we move? Did you think it would make it easier? Because you’d already accepted it without consulting me, it would make me feel better? You know what; I’ve had it with this life. I’m leaving. Harmony and I are going to move back to Evansville. I’m quitting this. I’m quitting us.”

Harmony gasped, having taken her headphones off in time to hear the last few sentences. She inched quietly up the stairs to her room.

She began to cry as the realization sank in. Her mom was leaving her father and wanted to take her to California too. There were footsteps coming up the stairs now. Harmony closed the door, ran into her bed and pretended to be asleep. She heard the door open and her mother step inside. She walked to where she lay and Harmony kept perfectly still, forcing herself to breathe slow and deep. Evidently her mom was convinced she was asleep as she tucked her in.

“Oh Harmony,” she sighed, pain evident in her voice, “I think you need to know. I’ll explain it all in the morning honey.” Emma placed a soft kiss on her daughter’s forehead and left the room, shutting the door securely behind her.

The week dragged on, but in the end Harmony was forced to move with her mother.

It was finally over. The last box was packed. Harmony took one last look at her room that had been her home for the past three years. The walls were bare with the exception of holes where there were once posters, pictures and her various awards. In the corner, a lone dust bunny stared back at her. It was a bittersweet moment, leaving the place she’d called home for longer than any other.

“Harmony, come ON! We’re leaving now! We can’t be late for the plane like Memphis!”

She cringed, apparently her mom still hadn’t forgiven her for the episode back in Memphis. It really wasn’t her fault at all. She’d just been too engrossed in the tale of Hannibal Lecter while watching the Silence of the Lambs that she’d stayed in the hotel room watching, unaware that everyone else had long ago left and she was still there. By the time she’d arrived at the airport, they had missed the flight and American Airlines had refused to change their tickets. Harmony turned, taking one last surveying look at her room and sighed, walking out the door. At least this would be the last move for her.

“Coming Mom!” she yelled, leaving the house for the last time.


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