the pale cold light of dawn
Tuesday morning, July 21
Outside Syl's wagon, on the carnival living lot
We didn't want to leave, none of us. Well, Faith wanted to for a bit, but Hope wasn't goin' away, and even though Faith was gripin' 'bout it for ages, I think she didn't really want to go neither. We was so worried that Tez might show up that I did leave for a few minutes to see if Lou might come help, but Lou was asleep after his show and his wife wasn't gonna wake him up. And after a while we figured Tez wasn't gonna come, or his whips-and-beatin's townie girl neither, and we figured Syl wasn't gonna come out...but we still didn't want to leave. Too worried 'bout Syl. Too mad at Tez for what he done to her.
So it was just the twins'n me, sittin' all night on the steps of Syl's wagon, kinda tangled up over each other sleepin' on and off. My butt's sore and my back's all cricked, but I'm sure it ain't nothin' compared to how the poor twins must be achin'. Guess it's good we all stayed close to Syl and her potions...
I was awake for the sunrise, and I couldn't help thinkin' how pretty it was, all the clouds rained away and leavin' pale clear light behind. I wanted to go for my sketchbook, but Hope was sleepin' 'cross me then, and I wasn't gonna wake her. Plus, it would look better if I did it in watercolors, I thought, grinnin' and thinkin' bout Danika.
I'm the only one awake for a long time, so I just snuggle closer to the twins, and watch the light changin' where it shines on the wagons, and wait to hear somethin' else from inside.
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Outside Syl's wagon, on the carnival living lot
We didn't want to leave, none of us. Well, Faith wanted to for a bit, but Hope wasn't goin' away, and even though Faith was gripin' 'bout it for ages, I think she didn't really want to go neither. We was so worried that Tez might show up that I did leave for a few minutes to see if Lou might come help, but Lou was asleep after his show and his wife wasn't gonna wake him up. And after a while we figured Tez wasn't gonna come, or his whips-and-beatin's townie girl neither, and we figured Syl wasn't gonna come out...but we still didn't want to leave. Too worried 'bout Syl. Too mad at Tez for what he done to her.
So it was just the twins'n me, sittin' all night on the steps of Syl's wagon, kinda tangled up over each other sleepin' on and off. My butt's sore and my back's all cricked, but I'm sure it ain't nothin' compared to how the poor twins must be achin'. Guess it's good we all stayed close to Syl and her potions...
I was awake for the sunrise, and I couldn't help thinkin' how pretty it was, all the clouds rained away and leavin' pale clear light behind. I wanted to go for my sketchbook, but Hope was sleepin' 'cross me then, and I wasn't gonna wake her. Plus, it would look better if I did it in watercolors, I thought, grinnin' and thinkin' bout Danika.
I'm the only one awake for a long time, so I just snuggle closer to the twins, and watch the light changin' where it shines on the wagons, and wait to hear somethin' else from inside.
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