A Terrible Day And A Tree

From: Henry Littlesworth

To: Marcus Trevan

Subject: Your Job

It’s over. Fax Me Up LLC is closing shop, effective immediately. Funny I should write this to you over email, the very thing that killed my fax business.

Well, Rainforest Online Services killed us, too. Damn devil of a company. People should know better than to order fax machines from a website named after the epicenter of malaria and yellow fever. But I digress. Don’t worry about securing the Hindler account (obviously). I spoke to Jerry last night and he seemed to understand. I only hope you do, too. Sixteen years as my best fax salesman and wham! All gone. Who would’ve thought? Also, no need to come to the office to collect your things. I had them shipped to the mobile and Sal is already renting our old space to a nice Korean couple. Vacuum business or something. I wasn’t paying attention when he told me. You know how fast Sal can talk and who gives a monkey’s sweaty armpit? He overcharged me on rent for years. So, that’s it. Nothing more from me. I’ll probably take myself up on that one-way ticket to Tokyo even if the damn Japanese subways are a little too clean. Never trust a man who looks too clean unless he’s selling you shower heads or bathtubs.

Have a nice life,

Henry Littlesworth

(Formerly) President & CEO, Fax Me Up LLC

And that’s how it ended or maybe that’s how it began for Marcus Trevan on a terrible day in June. But terrible days tend to arrive wrapped in the ordinary fabric of passing time, without so much as a fine-printed warning one might be headed your way. Wouldn’t it be kinder if a terrible day had a Terrible Day Skywriter attached to the front that would scribble in white cloud-ink across the sky? I’d imagine the message might go something like: “Hello, Marcus Trevan. Today is going to be terrible.” Then you could prepare. Maybe.

There’s no such thing as a Terrible Day Skywriter. At least I don’t think such a machine exists and if it does, Marcus never looked up to see the danger written above. I can guess your next question: How do I know so much about Marcus Trevan’s terrible day? Let’s add this inquiry, too: Why would I want to write about Marcus in the first place, me sitting here, a stranger hiding behind the comfort of my retina-display computer screen?

I’d rather not say how I came to know about Marcus’ terrible day or why I can detail the unsavory events that stuffed themselves inside of it. However, I will reveal this: I’m telling you about his terrible day now because the whole thing makes for an extraordinary story and whether you want to believe me or not, it’s also 100% fact.

Let’s get this straight from the beginning: The email from Henry Littlesworth came as not the least bit of a surprise to Marcus. There were definite signs the fax machine industry was fast sliding toward a bleak, black-and-white demise and Jerry Hindler was unquestionably wavering on a five-year contract that might have bought Fax Me Up more time.

After reading Henry’s email, Marcus had nothing but time, oodles of it stretching before him on a California road so dry and desolate it might inspire even the crabbiest of businessmen to write a cowboy song or two. Not Marcus Trevan, though. He was the 48-year-old illustration of an archetypal bore, a company man with no company left to define him. So, who was he on this terrible day?

I’ll explain: Marcus was the vaguely underweight owner of a 1984 Chevy Caprice and a slim, graying mustache that clung to his lip for all its dear, hairy life. He had no wife, no kids, no family save a grandmother in the Florida Everglades with a nasty gambling problem — blackjack or craps he guessed — who never bothered to call except when her checking account ran low.

Who else was he? What might describe him? Perhaps his cravings for twig tea with a spot of goat’s milk or his ability to recite Walden and The Origin of Species by heart or his eternal fascination with the life of Fyodor Dostoevsky or the pinstripe navy blue suit he wore each day as he drove to fax machine sales meetings in a car that smelled of cinnamon air freshener and weeks-old sweat. Together, these details might provide a decent depiction of the man called Marcus but if you’re looking for the clearest way to understand him, you might start with his mobile home.

The mobile, a four-wheeled, red-striped contraption, was as far from mobile as you could get, rooted to the same spot in the barren underbelly of Silverado Canyon since Marcus found it sixteen years ago. Over time, the mobile became not just the place where he lived but an extension of Marcus’ being, the only example of permanence in a life impermanent as the summer breeze.

That’s why when he returned from his defunct trip to visit Jerry Hindler and found the mobile missing, Marcus wasn’t only missing his house; he also was missing a piece of himself.

We’ve reached the part in the story where we get to the incredible (but unshakably true) turn of events: The mobile didn’t stay lost for long. Not more than five minutes after Marcus stepped out of his Chevy into the empty space where his home had once been, he saw it again, tied with black twine to the trunk of a nearby pine, suspended twenty or so feet above the ground. Unusual? Yes. But still not the crux of the incredible incidents I mentioned. On to those …

“What the? That’s my house!” Marcus yelled to no one when he found his mobile dangling from the tall tree. He flailed his arms in desperation and shook clenched fists at a blank, misty sky. “How am I supposed to get through my front door?”

“Oh ssssugar,” hissed a low voice behind him. “You need to get out more.”

He turned to see a snake, spotted brown and white, shimmying along the dusty ground before him. It moved in a seductive slither — maybe he did need to get out more — up the tree trunk where his mobile was twine-tied and trapped. “You’ve got to crawl before you can walk and walk before you can swim, ssssailor.”

“I’m not a sailor, I’m a salesman,” Marcus said, faintly aware he was arguing with a snake. Old, Fax Me Up Marcus might have had a better sense of truth but new, mobile-homeless Marcus wasn’t sure what in the nebulous uncertainty of a talking-snake world could be considered real.

“She’s right you know,” came a chirp by his left ear. “The business about not trusting snakes is bogus. It’s the toads you’ve got to watch out for and luckily we don’t have many of those slime balls in our forest.”

This next slice of advice came from a fat, charcoal-feathered goose, waddling by Marcus on its way to the tree. For some reason, it was at this very moment that Marcus heard Henry Littleworth’s gravely voice inside his head: “What’s so special about wild animals? They’re a bunch of haughty know-nothings who wouldn’t think twice about snatching your house right from under your damn overgrown nose hairs.”

“That’s not entirely true,” said the apparent mind-reading goose to Marcus. “And I ain’t no Mamma Goose neither so don’t get fancy with ideas about golden eggs or breakfast omelets.”

Then the goose, like the snake before her, disappeared into Marcus’ mobile home.

“We’re taking this sucker back!” Buzzed a bee, whirring frantically in the damp air beyond Marcus’ forehead. “You had a good run with her but it’s all over now, honey.”

One by one, strange animals of the wood – a fox, a beaver, a hawk, an antelope with a missing left antler – leaped, flew, crawled or slinked from some leafy refuge in the Silverado Canyon to Marcus’ mobile home.

And Marcus stood there, stupid in his pinstriped suit, hardly aware his mustache was wet and dribbling rainwater down his chin and neck. In all the animalistic commotion, the sky had stewed to a mess of thunderclouds and lightening — there might be a Terrible Day Skywriter after all — and if you believe nothing else of this story, hold tight to one single fact: In the battle between Marcus Trevan and Mother Nature, I most certainly won.

Melissa Kandel is a Southern California-based writer and the founder/author of little word studio. If you really want, you can follow little word studio on Instagram here.

72 thoughts on “A Terrible Day And A Tree

  1. Great story..

    1. Thank you! Appreciate you taking the time to read it! – Melissa

  2. Very well written- well done!

    1. Thanks, Sarah! Hope you’ll check out some more of my little stories 🙂 Appreciate the read and kind words.

    1. Thanks! Appreciate your kind words!

  3. I love the wildness, the inventiveness … there’s delirious beauty tumbling down everywhere here

    1. Thank you for your beautiful words about my own! Humbled and grateful you took the time to read my story. – Melissa

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  5. This was a delight to read! Your voice and style kind of remind me of C.S. Lewis in a strange way. Maybe it’s the flow? Either way, loved it. Can’t wait to check out the rest!

    1. Wow, thank you! That’s beyond kind of you to say. C.S. Lewis is one of my all-time favorites. You can read more of my fiction here: https://littlewordstudio.com/fiction/

      XO, Melissa

      1. You’re very welcome! I thought you might be a fan. 🙂 and thanks! I’ll keep reading!

  6. Love this. Your style is so great!

    1. Thank you! I appreciate your kind words! You can check out more of my short stories here: https://littlewordstudio.com/fiction/ XO, Melissa

  7. 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻 sharing now

    1. Thanks, Abigail! Glad you liked this one. 🙂 Feel free to check out some of my other short stories here: https://littlewordstudio.com/fiction/

      XO,

      Melissa

  8. Well, you had me at,”monkey’s sweaty little armpit…”; needless to say, I’ll be examining more (hopefully similar) at your “fiction” web site! Thank you for the most enjoyable interlude.
    Best,
    Greg

    1. Greg,

      It is not often one can commend the use of “you had me at ‘monkey’s sweaty little armpit,'” but I thank you for your kind words about my story and am delighted you enjoyed it. Plenty of more tiny tales where this one came from: https://littlewordstudio.com/fiction/

      Gratefully,

      Melissa

  9. Beautiful! You got me clean and good! I love your style. You most certainly won, for I read till the very end.

    1. Thank you! That is so nice of you to say. Hope you enjoy my other stories as well!

      https://littlewordstudio.com/fiction/

      XO, Melissa

    1. Thanks so very much 🙂

  10. This was extremely enjoyable! You took me down totally unexpected paths and I loved the ride!

    1. Glad you came along for the fun!! You can check out some of my other short stories here: https://littlewordstudio.com/fiction/

      XO, Melissa

  11. Wow. I was engrossed from the very start. Love your style. I WANT TO READ MORE. I will certainly share. please also check my very first piece at intricatebeginnings.com here on WordPress. I have. A lot of ‘learning’ to do. I will certainly stick to this for a while. I just cannot NOT write anymore. Stay beautiful.

    1. Selma,

      Thank you for your kind words about my little tale! You can find more here: https://littlewordstudio.com/fiction/

      As for your own story, I think it is a beautiful first piece. Clean, simple imagery, an engaging storyline, identifiable characters … I especially loved this line: “my body contorted into a kneeling position on the floor and there I laid, like a cockroach hoping to blend into the wall.”

      If you cannot NOT write, then you must write. I don’t know it will help you much but I wrote a five-part series on my blog all about writing. You might find a few pieces of wisdom in there and from my scattered thoughts, form some good ones of your own: https://littlewordstudio.com/?s=on+writing+on+wednesday

      All the best and please keep writing,

      Melissa

      1. Melissa it tickles me pink that you took the time to read my piece AND to send me a comment. As you can tell I’m not familiar how ALL this works. Done some reading on the blog basics but I guess only hands-on experience will get me to a comfortable place. My piece went out with no tags thus making it even more difficult to find. I’ll do better next time.
        I will read YOURS about writing. I am sure it will enlighten me or at least help me shed some of the embarrassment I (still) feel exposing myself like this.
        Thanks for reaching out to me like this. Honest!!
        I’ll continue reading and writing.
        Be well. And all the best to you as well. Selma 💕🤓

      2. Melissa, MElissa! I’m humbled by your on writing on Wednesday pieces. A world of good advice. Thank you thank you thank you. I’ve also just twitted about it. (I’m also new on twitter. All 3-weeks into it. Learning here too) you’re a Godsend. Short and sweet but LOADED. GRACIAS.

      3. I am so glad you enjoyed the series! I had so much fun writing those! What’s your Twitter handle? You can find me at http://www.twitter.com/lilwordstudio

        Best,

        Melissa

      4. I am Selma@SelmaWrites.
        dont know what my ‘handle’ would be. I’ll look you up.
        Hey Mel (allow me to call you Mel,ok?) how do I work with Tags. I know they exist, but i dont know where to look for them. No rush.
        I’ll continue looking.
        Get your zzzZs. Good Night

      5. Tags on WordPress? Feel free to send me an email with any blogging/writing questions you have. Happy to answer: melissa@littlewordstudio.com.

        Night!

  12. Absolutely love this! Your flow and style is so unique.

    1. Thanks, Eliza! Glad you liked my tiny tale. You can check out more of my stories here: https://littlewordstudio.com/fiction/

      XO,

      Melissa

  13. Wow what a story!! Amazing😀😀

    1. Thank you!! You can check out more of my stories at http://www.littlewordstudio.com/fiction 👍🏻

  14. The day you find your house strung up in a tree with a bunch of talking animals overtaking it, you know you’ve had a terrible day. Though I think I’d love to see a picture of that – the mobile home in the tree, the dumbstruck man staring at it, and the animals going into it. It would be amazing.

    It’s certainly a different sort of story, without a doubt. Not quite what I was expecting, but nice nonetheless.

    1. Thanks for your kind words! I too would like to see a picture of the scene you so wonderfully described. Unfortunately, my skills with a sketch pad leave a lot to be desired. Now to find an artist who can make it happen for us …

      1. I can draw, but not in that way. More tribal doodle-like things. Though perhaps one day such an image would surface. I certainly look forward to it.

      2. Tribal doodle-like things! That sounds pretty awesome to me. If you’re ever inclined to doodle the scene, I would most certainly post it.

      3. If I ever do, you’ll be the first to know

  15. This was such a fun read! I loved it and I am waiting for more fiction pieces to show up on my email. Thank you for writing this

    1. They’re coming! 🙂 Until then, you can read more of my fiction here: http://www.littlewordstudio.com/fiction

      1. Oh I will, maybe even dissect some of your writing to improve mine 😛

  16. That was incredible, hat off to you sir!

    1. Thank you! So glad you liked it. You can check out more of my stories at littlewordstudio.com/fiction

      Warmly,

      Melissa

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  18. Very cute and a very nice break from all the political posts I’ve been trying to avoid.

    1. I aim to provide a fantastical respite 😉

  19. Such a FUN read!! Thank you~!

    1. Thank you! I’ve got more stories where this one came from 😉 http://www.littlewordstudio.com/fiction

      Best,

      Melissa

  20. Hello my name is jevil and i am new in the wordprees and i have lunched a new website called jevilsthoughts.wordprees.com check it out its about the day to day thoughts everyone thinks.

    Regards from
    Jevil

  21. I honestly enjoyed reading this piece its so good. Great stuff.

    1. Thank you! You can read more stories at http://www.littlewordstudio.com/fiction

      XO, Melissa

  22. Well written, enjoyed reading. Keep up the good work.

    1. Thank you! So glad you enjoyed it 🙂

      1. You welcome, you should check out my blog as well aastep.wordpress.com

  23. nice.
    I am a new blogger. so will u plz follow me?

    1. Sure. I am happy to support fellow writers!

  24. Great description: ” Perhaps his cravings for twig tea with a spot of goat’s milk” and a good story

    1. Thank you! I do have to say I enjoyed writing that line. So glad you took the time to read my story, Dorothy!

      XO,

      Melissa

  25. That looks so pretty I am really into photography so this is very inspiring!!!📷🙈

  26. Hi there, where did you find this photo? It seems to be something that I had captured quite some time ago…

    1. Hi,

      This image is from Unsplash.com, a site for license-free photography.

      Thanks for checking out my story,

      Melissa

  27. Hi Melissa,
    I nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award. If you’re interested in accepting, you can read all about it here: https://theceaselessreaderwrites.wordpress.com/2017/08/01/versatile-blogger-award-nomination/

    Take care, be well, and happy blogging,

    Denny

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