The Olson Clan-Chapter 1 (SNEAK PEEK)

*Note to reader* this isn’t quite edited and still needs work.


“Oww!” The cry of pain came from the laundry room. Peter Olson came hobbling out, clutching his foot. Plopping down on the couch, he gingerly rubbed it, tears spilling down his freckled face.


At that moment, 15-year old Elsie bounded down the stairs. Her eyes were focused on her math book as she tried to figure out a problem. “Hey, Mom? Can you help me with–” Glancing up, she saw Peter on the couch, crying, and holding his foot. “Peter, what’s the matter?” Elsie asked, concerned. “Did you hurt yourself?” Peter only nodded. Elsie closed her book and crossed over to where he sat. “Tell me what happened.”


He looked up. “I was in the laundry room, trying to reach some twine in the cupboard so that I could finish making Samuel’s sword? I tried to jump for it and I got it, but then as I was focused on untangling it, I started walking to the other cupboards to find some scissors, but then I stubbed my toe real hard. You know that little space in between that one cupboard on the far right and the laundry basket drawers?”


Elsie nodded. She had almost stubbed her toe there many times. “Let me see your toe, Pete. Which one is it?”


Peter pointed to the second toe on his right foot. “And it hurts something awful, too.”


“I’ll bet,” Elsie countered. “It doesn’t look pretty. See? It’s starting to swell. And it looks sort of purply too.”


Peter gaped as he saw the offending toe, swollen and purple. “I didn’t notice that before. Can you get Mom? Please?”


“Of course, Peter. I wouldn’t just leave you here. Do you know where she is?”


“In the basement, I think.” Peter stated blankly.


Elsie dashed downstairs where her mother had just finished putting a large Tupperware bucket in one of the shelves. “Mama…” She  panted, “Peter’s hurt, and he wants you to come upstairs.”  Mom tucked a wisp of blonde hair behind her ears. Concern flickered in her gentle brown eyes. She placed a hand to her large stomach.


“Oh dear…What happened to him?”  She began up the stairs, lifting her maxi dress slightly as she did.  


Elsie followed, explaining the situation. “He stubbed his toe really badly, and… Mama, I think it might be broken. I’m not totally sure, but it’s swelling and turning colours.”


Mom breathed out a sigh of concern. “I’ll take a look at it. If that’s the case, I’ll have to take him to the doctor. Will you be fine at home to take care of the kids until Dad or Mary Anne gets home?”


Elsie nodded. “Yes, I can. Will you be taking Barbara with you? It would make it a lot easier if she wasn’t running around when I’m trying to make dinner or something. I really don’t know how you do it, Mom.”


Mom chuckled. “It’s about 99 percent God and 1 percent patience!” They reached the landing and opened the door. Mom saw Peter and made her way over to him. “I heard what happened, Peter. May I take a look at the toe? It may be broken. If so, we’ll have to go to the hospital.”


New tears spilled down his cheeks as Mom gently touched the toe. “It hurts when I touch it like this?” He nodded. Mom gave Peter a little hug. “Don’t worry, sweetie. It will be just fine. Let’s get it checked out at the hospital, all right? Go get a shoe on, and I’ll be there in a few minutes.”


Peter obeyed silently, and Elsie helped him hobble to the front door. She situated him on the bench and slid on one sandal. “I’ll be praying for you, Pete. Be brave, OK? It will be just fine.”


He gave a small smile and with a wobbly voice said, “I’ll try.”


Elsie returned to  Mom, where there were now four children surrounding her, listening to her talk to them about how Elsie would be in charge until Dad, Mary Anne, or Owen arrived, and how they must listen to Elsie and be big helpers to her. Elsie smiled. Her mother was so gentle and loving, almost never raising her voice. Elsie sighed unconsciously, wishing she could have the same gift.  Maggie, Kayla, Alyissa and Samuel all turned eyes upon her.


“Elsie!” Maggie and Kayla both clobbered her.  “Will you play dolls with us? You can be the old nanny!” Staring very seriously into her face, Maggie stated, “You have to. You know what the Bibwle says. To do unto others as–”


“You would have them do unto you.” Kayla finished, with a smug smile on her face.  Maggie nodded in agreement.


Before Elsie could answer, Samuel trotted over and laid a hand on both girls’ shoulders. “No, no, Maggie. That’s not what Jesus meant. He didn’t mean that you just say that so you can get what you want.” Casting a glance over his shoulder to Mom, he added, “Right, Mama?”


Mom smiled, tears glistening in her eyes. “Yes, that’s right, honey. All right, I need to go now, kiddos. Peter is waiting for me.”

Giving them all affectionate kisses and hugs, she gathered her purse and a light sweater. Even though it was April and quite mild outside, it sometimes was a bit chilly in the evening, when the sun wasn’t as high in the sky.


“Wait, Mommy!” Alyissa called as she ran after her. “Are you taking Barbara? She is probably going to be pretty grumpy when she wakes up from her nap. It would also help Elsie.”


Mom paused. “How so?” she asked with a questioning glance.


Alyissa grinned. “It would be less kids for Elsie to take care of!”


Mom smiled. “I agree! However, because it would be harder for me to have her underfoot at the hospital, would you be willing to come and watch her?”


Alyissa nodded her head vigorously. “Oh yes! Can I go and get her up?”


“Yes, thank you!” Mom said, very pleased with Alyissa. “I’m so proud of your willingness to serve, Lissa. That’s just how Jesus would act.”


Alyissa beamed with happiness. She ran upstairs and soon returned with a less-than-happy-Barbara. Mom scooped up the pudgy toddler. “Hi, sweetie, how was your nap?”


Barbara laid her head down on Mom’s shoulder. “Dood. ‘Cept when Lissa wote me up.”


Samuel burst out laughing with the child’s jargon. “She sure does talk funny, doesn’t she?”


Maggie and Kayla, who had remained silent up until this point, shared in the laughter, even though they didn’t realize that only until a short time ago, they had spoken just like Barbara.


Elsie covered her mouth with a hand to hide her grin. Alyissa just shrugged and ran off to get her shoes on.


Mom chuckled. “I suppose she does, Samuel. But all of you used to talk like that. You just grow out of it as you learn to say things better.” Leaning down, she whispered, “And it is cute, isn’t it? We don’t want her growing up too fast.”


Samuel nodded, his eyes twinkling.


“OK, I really do need to go now, kids. I’ll see you later. Kayla, honey, don’t slide down the bannister. You could hurt yourself.” Kayla scurried off, disappointment showing in her eyes, but pride registering there as well that she had obeyed her mommy so quickly.  Mom smiled at her and grabbed a small sweater for Barbara that was on the table. She retreated out to the car, Barbara on her hip.


As soon as Elsie had helped Peter out to the car, she returned inside and locked the door. Uncertain as to what she should do first, she glanced at the clock, hoping it would be time to start supper soon. She was disappointed to find that it was only two in the afternoon. “Hmm.” she mused aloud. “I suppose I should find out where the kids went off to.” After the foursome had left for the hospital, everyone else had disappeared. “Maybe I should actually take out some ground beef. It will take a while to thaw.” Deciding that was her next task, she went downstairs to the large chest freezer and pulled out four small packages of the frozen meat. She hurried upstairs, clutching the frigid meat in her arms. She plopped them in a large glass bowl and ran hot water over them, setting the bowl in the sink. I’ll have to put new water in there in a bit.


Elsie wandered out of the kitchen. “OK, kids! Where are you?” In their 4,000 square foot house, it was easy to lose someone for a while.


When no one answered, Elsie sighed. If she knew the twins and Samuel, they were hiding from her, hoping that she would find them. “C’mon, guys. I don’t really feel like playing hide-and-seek. You still have schoolwork to do!”


No one answered. The whole house was silent. Elsie trudged upstairs, hoping it wouldn’t take too long to find them. “Elsiiieeee! Come quick!” A voice came from Mom and Dad’s bedroom. Elsie quickened her steps and rushed into their bedroom.


“What’s the matter?”


Six fear-filled eyes popped up from one side of the neatly-made bed. “Hurryyyy!” Elsie joined them on the floor.


“What is it?” She asked again. “Is this a joke?”


Samuel answered this time. “N-no. Look out the window!”


“What am I looking for?”


“Just look!” Samuel whispered again.


Elsie peered out the window and looked for several moments before she spotted a man. He was wandering around, near the edges of the small forest at the border of their property. “Who is he?” she wondered aloud.


The three shrugged. “I don’t know!” Samuel answered, “ That’s what makes it so scary. What should we do?”


Elsie stood. “I’m not sure. I think we should get out of this room and make sure that all of the windows and doors are locked. Since we don’t know who this guy is, we should be as safe as possible. I also think we should call Dad.”


They all shuffled out of the room, closing the door behind them. Maggie and Kayla clung to Elsie as she closed all of the windows and locked them. Samuel was downstairs, making sure that all of the doors were locked.


Elsie bent down to Maggie and Kayla’s level. “Are you girls alright?”


They nodded hesitantly. “I think so.” Kayla spoke, “I’m still scared though. Are you going to call Daddy?” she asked.


Elsie nodded. “Yeah. Come with me.” She found a portable laying on her desk, and she dialed Dad’s cell phone. As a lawyer, Dad was often involved in a meeting, or was busy studying a case for the person he was representing. Elsie hated to bother him, but she knew he wouldn’t mind. Dad answered after a few rings.




“Hi Dad, it’s Elsie.”


“Elsie, sweetie, how are you?”


“I’m alright, Dad. How are you?”


“Fine! I’m just coming home from a meeting. Is…is there something the matter? Is it your mother?” His voice became concerned.


“No, no. It’s not Mom, don’t worry! It’s just that, there is a man at the edge of our property, near the woods. He was just wandering around. We locked all of the doors and windows, but is there anything else we should do?”


Elsie could hear Dad’s obvious relief about Mom. “That’s strange. Who is there with you in the house?”


“It’s just me, Maggie, Kayla, and Samuel. Mary Anne and Owen aren’t home yet. Mom took Barbara, Alyissa, and Peter to the hospital. Peter might have broken his toe.”


Dad sighed. “Yes, Mom called me from the hospital. I just didn’t think it was only you there with the kids.” He paused. “OK. Don’t do anything. Don’t go out of the house. Can you check to see if he’s still there?”


Elsie swallowed. “OK.” She cautiously opened the bedroom door and looked out the window. There was the man, still wandering around, looking very deep in thought. He made wild gestures with his hands, as if he was talking to someone. “Dad…he’s still there, and he looks like he’s talking to someone… on the phone I mean. He’s making all of these gestures with his hands.”


“OK, Elsie. I’ll be home in an hour and a bit. I have a meeting that I can’t miss. If he leaves, call me. If he is still there when I come home, I’ll have to talk to him. Don’t go out of the house, alright?”


“I won’t.”


“Good. Call me if there’s a problem. Could you put the phone on speaker? The other children are there too, right?”


“Yes, they are. One sec.” She hit the speaker button. “OK, you’re on speaker, Dad.”


“Hey, kiddos! Now, Dad will be home in a little while, so you just listen to Elsie, alright?”


A chorus of ‘Yes, Dad’s sounded, and Dad assured them that everything would be fine. “I’ll see you all soon, alright?” They all said good-bye, and Elsie turned off the phone.


Maggie and Kayla jumped up and down. “ Boy, that man is scary. Are you scared, Samuel? Can we have a snack, Elsie?”


Samuel shrugged. “Sorta. But Dad will be here soon, and I won’t need to be scared. But if he tries to come in while we are here, I won’t let him. I’ll tackle him and tie him up. I’ll–”


Elsie held up a hand. “Woah! I sure hope that won’t happen, but thank you for your willingness in protecting us. What a gentleman!”


Samuel flushed in embarrassment. “Girls.” He muttered, a small grin plastering his face.


Elsie turned towards the twins, who were still bouncing up and down, and chanting, “Snack, snack, snack, snack…”


“Sure, that’s fine. Let’s go downstairs and fix something to eat. What do you feel like?”


“Cookies!” They both giggled. “Can we have cookies? Puh-lease?”


Elsie chuckled and grabbed their hands in her own. “‘Fraid not! For one thing, we don’t have any, and for another, it’s not the best type of snack to be eating. How ‘bout cheese and apples? Samuel? What do you think?”


He nodded. “That sounds good!”


The twins reluctantly, but eventually nodded their consent. As they all went downstairs, Kayla mumbled, “Not as good, but healthy for my tuuuummmmy!”


Maggie giggled quietly. “You too funny, Kayla.”


Elsie quickly fixed a snack for the three kids and replaced the now cold water in the meat bowl with some fresh, hot water.  The clock now read 2:30 P.M. What could she do in the span of time before supper?


“OK, kids. Once you are done your snack, time for a little more schoolwork. Then you can go have some quiet time, alright? Mary Anne should be home really soon.”

They all nodded and Elsie went to get their schoolwork. It’s going to be a busy afternoon.


Sneak Peak(Chapter 1) of unnamed sequel to Racing for Time!

 Melanie Studd stretched out on her bed, her eyes heavy with exhaustion. It had been a busy day, volunteering at a soup kitchen in the morning, then testifying at court in the evening. Detective Jack Whitby and Kathy, his accomplice, were sentenced to 30 years in prison for attempted murder-twice. Carmen Dell, a small-player in the grand scheme, was sentenced to 120 hours of community service. Melanie was glad it was over. Her best friend, Janefer, was enjoying life as a new Christian, even though at times it was hard. It had been four months since her dad had died, but Janefer was doing well, and was very happy it was all over. Mel kept her eyes closed as she savored the comfort of her bed. She leaned over and reached for the blanket at the end of her bed, threw it over her legs. Her broken leg was pretty much healed, but she still had to be cautious that she didn’t do too many strenuous activities.

  Tomorrow would be the first day of freedom. She would be free from court dates and the fear that someone would try what Jack and Kathy would do. She would be able to go to college like a normal young woman and live her life out like God would have it. Her future seemed so blissful and happy as she fell asleep.

  Mel awoke the next day, singing cheerfully as she showered and dressed. Janefer would be picking her up soon. Mel opened the fridge and studied its contents. “Umumum…. eggs? Nah. Toast? Hmm… okay.” She pulled the bread and peanut butter out of the refrigerator and put a slice of bread in the toaster. Pouring some water into the coffee maker, she pressed the ‘ON’ button and sat down at the table with a plate and knife.

  The toast popped and Mel got up and spread on the peanut butter–thick. She prayed quietly and began eating. Suddenly she was struck with a thought. I wonder what it would be like at college. Surely everyone has heard about me and Janefer in the news. As she got up to pour herself some coffee, that thought remained in her mind. Well, I do hope that everyone will treat us normally. She swept the thought away like the crumbs on her plate. “I am determined to be happy today. I don’t want to think about thoughts like that.”

  The doorbell rang just as Mel finished her last bit of coffee. It rang again. “Hang on! I’m coming!”  Hurrying to the door, she opened it. There stood Janefer, her chestnut-brown hair curling slightly around her shoulders, a concerned look on her face. “Hey Janefer! You look worried. What’s wrong?”

  Janefer raked a hand through her hair. “I’ll tell you everything on the way. Are you ready to leave?”

  “I just have to brush my teeth and grab my textbooks from upstairs. Hang on.”

  As she ran upstairs, Janefer looked around. She loved Mel’s house. The cream walls nicely accented the leather-brown couches and the hardwood floor. The smell of freshly brewed coffee permeated the air, and Janefer sauntered into the kitchen to see if there was any left. She’d need it after this.

  She saw the empty coffeepot in the sink. Guess not. Grabbing a granola bar from the basket in the pantry instead, she walked back to the front entrance. Mel came down the stairs just then, shrugging on a sweater as she set her books down and pulled on her shoes. “Okay, I’m ready.” What’s going on? I hope it’s not too serious. The girls got into the car, and as soon as they pulled out of the driveway, Mel started shooting questions rapid-fire. “What’s happening, Jan? Is it your mom? My family? You? Something at college? No, that wouldn’t be it because we are going to college, right? Today.”

  Janefer held up a hand. “Calm down. It’s not your family or my family. It’s at the college. There’s been a break-in, and someone’s been hurt. No one knows who did it or why, but the police are searching there right now.”

  Mel turned white. “Oh no. Who was hurt? Do you know what was stolen?”

  Janefer shook her head. “I think it was the janitor that was hurt, but right now he’s unconscious and hasn’t woken up yet. My guess is that he saw the person, or persons who did it and they saw him and had to somehow get him out of the way. I don’t know what was stolen, but I guess we’ll find out soon.”

  Mel watched as they pulled into the college parking lot, yellow caution tape strung near the entrance. What was happening?

Diary of Albertina Collins- February 16, 2013

Dearest Diary,
Wait a sec. Is that what I’m supposed to say?
Let me start over.

It is morning of February 16, 2013. Mom is at our friend’s house taking care of their rabbit. Did I mention to you that the rabbit is a vicious, mean, clawing rabbit? I went with Mom one of the times, and he gave me a three inch scratch! :/ ouch.
You know how in my earlier entry I said my leg was really hurting, so I told mom? Well, it still hurt a couple of days after mom said it would heal. “Give it some more time, Tina. If it persists in hurting, then we’ll go to the doctor, ok?”
I nodded my head, but really, I am worried. I know I’m supposed to cast all my cares upon God, but sometimes it’s harder than it sounds. Don’t be a worry wart… That’s what Caety always told me. She said, “Trust in God. He’ll take care of it. He’s perfect, so He won’t make any mistakes.”
I would always laugh and tell her I’d try. She was right, but I still have a hard time controlling it sometimes. I just need to keep praying. I have really exciting news. My cousin, Leian, is going to have a baby! Eeek! I’m so excited to have a new cousin. Er, second cousin. Is that what it is? I always get so confused between family relationships and how they connect.

Hang on. I’ll be back. Have to get a heat pack for my leg.

okay, I’m back. It’s feeling a bit better now. Where was I? um….. oh, yes, family relationships. And speaking of which, I really hope Leian is having a girl. Girls are way less trouble than boys, and plus, there are soooo many boys in our family. Haha. 

I have always wanted to have a journal, but now I don’t even know what to write. Why can’t I write like other people do?! It seems like their journals are nothing but flowery language and beautiful poems. I dunno. Dad came home from work today stressed. He didn’t eat much of his food at supper, and he went to bed early. I wonder why. It’s probably just work or– 


DIARY…JOURNAL! WHATEVER! I HAVE HORRIBLE NEWS! The bank where Dad works has been robbed. Mom’s going over there right now, and I have to go too. Dad could be hurt! I’m so scared. This seems like a movie or something. Nothing has ever happened like that before. 

We’re in the car. We’re not allowed to go into the bank. There are police officers everywhere. No one has seen Dad. Wait. Here comes an officer. “Ma’am?” He is asking Mom. Mom is rolling down her window, face pale and drawn. “Your husband is Roger?” Mom is nodding. “He is being taken to the hospital. He’s en route.” 

Dad’s at the hospital? What’s wrong? Oh, I hope he’s ok. Mom is driving really fast. I can’t write anymore right now. Leg hurts and head hurts too much, and I can hardly think. Please, Lord. Let him be alright. 

~Albertina ❤

Let me know what you think of this first chapter…

Hey everyone! Happy Easter Monday ❤

Christ has risen, He has risen, indeed! oh, sing hallelujah. Join the chorus, sing with the redeemed, Christ is risen, He is risen indeed! 

Anyway, I’m gonna share the first chapter of a story that is in progress. And… would you like the sequel chapter to RFT, or first chapter to a book called, “The Olson Chronicles”?

Let me know in the comments below!




It’s been a long time/ Good Friday 😊

Hey everyone 🙂

I know.. I know.. it has been a long time since I have posted anything!

It is also Good Friday. If anyone doesn’t know what Good Friday is to us Christians, just comment and I’ll explain. 😊

Good friday. Try that a couple times on your tongue. Say it five times fast. It’s pretty easy, isn’t it? It’s easy to just say Good Friday, as in, “Have a good Friday, Grace!” But once a year, we especially remember through a holiday, Christ’s death on the cross for us sinners.

I’m guilty. You’re guilty. But Christ, “in that while we were still sinners, (Christ) died for us.” But we can’t do it on our own, not by our own strength. God the Holy Spirit has to work in us. And…

If we will only turn to Him and put our faith and trust in Him to forgive us our sins. John 1:9 says, “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.”

WOW! And then we look at Luke, or any of the gospels. They tell Jesus’s death, and how He took the wrath we deserved. But wait!

If He died, then how did it do any good?


AND THAT. Is the joyous news of Easter! (Which is right around the corner) we celebrate Christ’s death on the cross on Good Friday, and on Easter, His Resurrection!

Isn’t God amazing?

I have to admit, I didn’t celebrate Christ as I should have today. Until I saw a couple post on Facebook, that is when it “sank in” sorta.

Come to Jesus, friend! He is willing and able to cleanse you from all of your sins and burdens.

In Christ,

O. N. ☺️