Gary was heading to his car when his cellphone rang. It was his wife. “Hi, hon. Yeah, I’m in the Home Depot parking lot about to get into the car. I should be home in about 15 minutes. Of course I remembered that I’m taking the boys to the game tonight. Yes, I know they’re very excited. This is the last home series for our hometown heroes and I wouldn’t want the boys to miss tonight’s home game. Yeah, tell them that I love them and I’ll be home soon. Yes, I love you, too, babe. Bye.”
Five Hours Later
“Hi, sweetie,” Gary said. “The boys and I are in the car on the way home. They had a great time, but they’re both exhausted and are dozing in the back seat. Yeah, it was a fantastic game. We won and it was amazing when Jackson hit that inside-the-park homerun in the bottom of the ninth. When he slid across home plate to break the tie and give the home team the victory, there was pandemonium in the ballpark. Everyone in the home crowd was going crazy and the boys, well, I’ve never seen them so excited. They were actually crying tears of joy. I wish you could have been there with us. Anyway, it’s probably going to be a while before we get home. Traffic leaving the ballpark is really backed up. But I’ll get me and the boys home safely. Yeah, see you soon, babe. And, hey, keep your home fires burning for me, if you know what I mean. Love you. Bye.”
Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. Linda has asked us to use the word “home” as a noun, a verb, an adjective, or an adverb.