[For Eda] A-Hunting We Will Go!
It's late November, the trees bare and sleeping, the ground strewn with fallen leaves, and Mal's thoughts are turned to the thrill of the hunt, specifically for a Thanksgiving turkey or two. He's not sure what happened to the two he bagged last year (and he never did find the ostriches that Ines challenged him to find. Not that he expected to, but given the weirdness of the place, he wouldn't put it past the forest of the Mansion to have some big gooney, long-legged birds running around in it.).
But a good hunt is better when it is shared, and so he leaves a note under Eda's door, early that morning:
Going out to bag some turkies for Thanksgiving. You game? Ill be on the front porch. --Mal
She'll find him on the porch, loading the shotgun and checking his ammunition pouch, prior to strapping it to his belt.
Back-dated to Monday.
But a good hunt is better when it is shared, and so he leaves a note under Eda's door, early that morning:
Going out to bag some turkies for Thanksgiving. You game? Ill be on the front porch. --Mal
She'll find him on the porch, loading the shotgun and checking his ammunition pouch, prior to strapping it to his belt.
Back-dated to Monday.