The Woodrow Family Legacy 1.1
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Introducing the new legacy/story The Woodrow Family Legacy
I'll make my excuses now; photo quality is crap and, in terms of editing, is varied throughout the next few chapters.
I hope you all like it though
:)
Before we start meet the lovely country queen May Anna Woodrow. She wants to be the worlds best Architectural designer and has moved to Bridgeport to follow that dream.
Dear Papa,
I just moved in to that little apartment I told you about. It's small but so cute. A little paint and a new furniture layout and they place looks great!
I think you'd like it Papa. I painted yellow like you like; the furniture came with the place and is God awful but useful. Hopefully with some money and time this place can look homey.
I splurged a little on myself and bought a drafting table. I know I should have waited and saved a bit more but with the furniture that came with the place i still have a few thousand left for just in case money.
I even bought a new bed and painted the bedroom a nice calm blue. I think I'll need it this city is never quiet from what I can tell. it seems like a car drives paced every minute in the night and non-stop all day. I don't know how these people can handle it.
At home I rarely take cars anywhere, I mean I can walk just about anywhere if I need to but here I figured I should take a cab to City Hall so I don't get lost.
May Anna: Good morning.
Cabbie: Hey.
May Anna: Have a nice day so far?
Cabbie: Why are you talking to me miss?
May Anna: Oh. :(
I just tried to be polite. If he's anything like the rest of this city I'm not sure if I'll fit in too well. But I just have to remember what i'm here for right?
Filling out the papers to became self employed was too easy. I'm so glad too because I really want to start working right away. As it is City Hall will place my name and number in ads all over town for free and if I take jobs they will give me a weekly payment of $130 a week. It's some program to encourage small business and it's sure a help to me. One day I want to have my own office and I'll hang you and Mamas picture up so you can always be with me. :)
Don't seem like anyone walks here.
I decided to check out the local art museum. There was a woman standing in the front lobby I figured I might be able to make a friend.
My Anna: Hi, my names May Anna. I'm new here.
She just kinda stared at me for a bit. She didn't say anything at all, just looked at me with this weird look.
Lady: Who are you and why are you still standing near me?
I left after that. Papa at that point I really wasn't sure i'd fit in here at all. The people are too mean.
I hate to admit it but I went to the bar. I didn't drink Papa I swear, but I was gonna.
May Anna: Hey, wha'd'ya got that'll make me feel better.
Bartender: Not much, most of this stuff will just make you feel worse if you ask me.
May Anna: Oh. This place always this empty? d'you just stand here alone all day?
Bartender: What?
I almost swore Papa; what was I doing trying to talk to someone else in this city. I went to get up and walk away but he stopped me.
Bartender: No, no. I don't mean to be rude it's just, well not one here really talks to me ya' know? Just a bartender. What's your name, what;s buggin' ya'? Maybe I could help?
I don't think I've ever been so happy! Someone actually wanted to talk to me and know my name. I think i just started talking and rambling all at once.
May Anna: My names May Anna and I just moved here this morning from the Plains and I want to be an architect and own a home but no one will talk to me and you're the first person to ask my name and everyone takes cabs here and that cab driver was so very rude and it's loud! And I'm just so lonely.
I was kind of afraid I'd scared him off but...
Bartender: May Anna, you said? May. Anna. May. Sounds bright, like springtime. I'm Martin. Now Bridgeport is very very different from your Palins so just get used to that right now. And if you ain't got any money now you gonna have to wait a long while to buy that home so don't stress it. I'm very honored to be the first person in Bridgeport to know such a pretty name as May Anna, it's a great privileged if i do say so myself. And if you're gonna be on your own for a while I suggest the subway. More people means more witnesses. it's gonna be loud but I'm always here if you get lonely.
May Anna: Whoa, why are you telling me all this? No one here has been nice to me yet. What d'you want?
Martin: I'm insulted. I genuinely thought we could be friends. I don't have many of those and what could I possibly get from you? You don't seem like the type that carries cash and I bet you're broke as hell anyway. And believe me, I don't need to trick a girl to get some okay?
I couldn't even believe him! How could anyone say something like that? I couldn't picture one of the guys back home talking to me that way.
May Anna: I think I'm gonna go now.
Martin: Fine by me but Springtime, here's my number. Call me anytime okay? It can get rough out there.
He scribbled on a ripped sheet of paper and slid it across the bar at me, then went back to cleaning glasses without even looking at me. I don't know why I kept the paper Papa but I did. I kept hoping I wouldn't regret it.
I even took the subway home. He was right, there was a lot of people there but it was loud and a bit confusing at first but at least it wasn't awkward like with the rude cab driver.
I really don't know what to think of my very first day in the city. Either I moved to a place that I'm going to learn to hate very quickly or maybe once I start work and start making friends I'll learn to love the city. Maybe it'll start to feel like home.
I spent my first night drafting a new layout before bed. Besides that morning at the bar it was the most comfortable I'd felt all day.
Miss you Papa
Love May Anna