Afton Family Portrait Novels & Stories

The household was usually busy so nobody in sight was littering idly around. The wide staircase offered a view of the spacious living room downstairs. At the center of the plain wall hung the only portrait my family has. Dad, mom, and me. It wasn’t real of course since mother died when she gave birth to me. It was merely a commissioned painting that recreated our pictures as a family if everything went well. I passed it slowly as I went to the lanai. Elthon turned his head first as I approached but he said nothing. I sat at the stool close to them.

she said smiling. I fixed my shirt and answered, “Sure, let’s go in.” Upon entering their house, I saw portraits of Audrey and her siblings filling the living room. There’s a portrait of Audrey wearing her college gown from graduation. There was one photo of their family on the beach which seemed years and years ago, judging from Audrey’s little pigtails. The interior was mainly wood – a typical Filipino family house. “Pa! We’re here,” said Audrey. Audrey’s father emerged from the kitchen.