All In The Family

Kelti loved all their celebrations. Still, she had known that this one would be special.

For days the women had searched woods and fields to gather nuts, grains, and berries. Kelti and her sister had helped make flour, pounding the grain for hours until it became soft and fine. They had watched closely as it was transformed into loaves of bread, some enhanced with the delicious berries and nuts. The tantalizing smell had wafted through the air as the loaves baked over the fire. Her brothers had joined the other young men, hauling water from the river to fill the huge pots. Her mother had carefully tended the fire underneath. Finally, the men brought the meat and added it to the steaming pots. For hours her mouth had watered with anticipation. Finally it was ready.

As was their custom, the tribe formed a circle around the cooking area. Their leader offered thanks to the gods. They raised their voices in song and danced around the fires. At last they sank to the ground. Hardly a word was spoken as they shared the crusty breads and speared chunks of steaming meat from the pot. Kelti's heart was warmed by the closeness of her tribe and the love of her family. Especially her beloved uncle, Yetto. She took another bite of meat, savoring the flavor. He was truly delicious.

Nessa at the Chrysalis Stage is hosting a new meme called Tales on Tuesday. This week's theme is All In The Family. Hope you'll head on over and check out the other submissions. Or enter your own.