Wednesday, September 23rd, early eveningFrom my bedroom I can hear a band tuning up outside. I smile and look out of the window. Stalls are being put up all along Main Street, and at the end nearest the river there's been a temporary stage erected. Bunting flutters in the breeze, and I smile, because we have two things to celebrate today - the
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"Laurence," I say, and feel my throat close up for a moment. Then the knot relaxes, and I can speak again. "Hello."
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"Hello, Kate," I say as warmly as I can manage. After all, none of what happened--or didn't--between us is not her fault. "You look well. How are you?"
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"You look well. How are you?"
"I'm -" What to say? If I say well, does that sound like I don't care? But if I say I'm not, will he worry? I've never been so concerned about how I answered a simple question before. "I'm doing quite well," I say. "And you?" Did you - " I realise there's little I can ask that won't potentially be upsetting, so I settle on "vote in the election? Apparently there was a high turnout."
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I'm manning the drinks stall at the moment. Lovely cloudy apple juice from our orchard's fruit, and some homemade ginger ale which has a good spicy tang to it. I sit on the little stool behind the counter and chat a bit with Sister Dove who's helping me out. Nice girl, and I'm hoping making her get out in town a bit like this will help her get over her shyness a bit.
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Throwing on my coat to chase off the early evening chill, I wander out to the harvest festival alone. No sign of the victor, Edmund, yet, so I decide to gee something to drink. Make my way over to the abbey stand and smile at the brother and sister sitting behind the booth.
"Good evening to you both." I know I have seen them both about, but since I do not attend services, I don't think I can recall their names. Handsome fellow though... "Could I have an apple juice please?"
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"I'm Brother Nanse-Kam, and this is Sister Dove. Your face looks a bit familiar, miss... Do you happen to work at the tea shop? I think I've seen you as I pass by." Take a sip of the juice, and good gods it's tasty.
"That's right Brother Nanse-Kam. I'm Wanda von Sach---" Laugh a bit and wave my hand. "I'm Wanda. The rest is a mouthful. And yes, I own the tea shoppe."
Take another sip, and grin at him. "This is excellent. The Abbey's own?"
Wonder if I can work out a trade of tea for juice?
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Today turned out to be really pretty and a wonderful day to celebrate the harvest and Edmund's winning a seat in the council. I haven't gotten to know him as well as I'd like, but after having to deal with them from time to time, I can say his presence is most definitely welcome.
I'm not sure if Cain is going to make it tonight, but its right on Main Street and there's lots of people around so it should be okay. Grabbing a sweater I make my way down to the festival, hoping to see some friendly faces.
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"Kaeli!" I call out and quicken my steps to catch up with her. "Hello," I say.
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"How have you been?" I ask. Though I know not too well, I saw him and Kate in the park. I'm not going to make him talk about it if he doesn't want to. Even I know sometimes its just nice to have fun and not have to think about things that bother you for a little while. And I'm still holding out hope that him and Kate will mend things between them.
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"I've been well," I say and don't hesitate at all. My hand pats her shoulder and I smile down at her. "How have you been, Miss Kaeli? I've not seen you in a few days."
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Saw some signs up sayin' there was gonna be a harvest festival and celebration of some guy named Edmund Whyte getting voted into town council. Couldn't find Boden and had the night off so figured I'd check it out. Looks kinda nice too, stands all around and even a stage and live music. Stop by what I assume is the churches stand and settle on a cup of ginger ale then leaning against a nearby light pole, I look around and smile, deciding what to do next.
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I catch sight of Manda standin' at a table with her momma an' wave. I bump hard inta somebody. Somebody kind'a big an' hard, too. I stumble back a step 'r two, lookin' up at him.
He sure don't look familiar.
"I'm so, so sorry, sir. I should'a been watchin' where I was goin'."
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"Shit," I say surprised, then feel my face flush when I see its a young girl. "I'm so, so sorry, sir. I should'a been watchin' where I was goin'."
Fuck, here she is apologizing and I swear. "Oh hey, think nuthin' of it, I should watch where I'm standin'," I laugh, even though my damned ears feel like they're burning now, "Sorry about that miss. Didn't mean to curse, just took me by surprise. You okay?" I ask, running a hand through my hair. Nice goin' Will, can dress ya up but can't take you anywhere.
"Names Will Morten," I say, offering my hand.
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I nod an' can definitely feel I'm grinnin' like a fool an' jus' can't stop. "I'm fine. No harm done." He offers his hand to me an' I take it. "I'm Ella Kessler, but you can jus' call me Ella, Mister Morten."
He don't look much older'n me but you never know what people want'a be called.
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Today everyone's been talking about and getting ready for this harvest festival thingy. I couldn't avoid it if I wanted too given it's right on Main street. so I pull my leather jacket on over my asymmetric skirt and fishnet and velvet top, run a brush through my green hair and go out to mingle with the towns's folk.
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