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quiet here; I could
hear every blade of grass sway in the wind, every chirp from the
birds flying overhead and every scurrying step from the small
animals burrowing in the underbrush. But what I couldn't hear were
the high pitch squeals of laughter from my younger sisters, or the
calm soothing voice of my mother as she discussed the day's chores
with Jane. It had only been one day, and I craved the contact of
other humans. I missed my family terribly. My hate for Charlotte
grew even more.
The next morning brought bright sunshine. It
was a clear day; all traces of the storm from two days ago were
gone. The sky was a soft blue, with nothing but white clouds
streaking across it. I noted the spots in the lane where I would
need to fill as Franklin, and I traveled to town to buy supplies.
As I lounged in the parlor the night before, I found myself looking
about the room. I decided the cabin could use some color, inside
and out. I wasn't sure on the colors I wanted. I only knew that
they needed to be as homey as possible.
Baycrest was much the same as Creekford, the
town where I grew up and considered my home. There was a general
store, a dress shop, a tavern and an inn. I tied Franklin and the
buggy out in front of the store and went in to make my
purchases.
The aisles were loaded with everything I
needed, right down to the paint. I perused the colors and decided
on white with green trim for the outside, eggshell blue for the
kitchen, and pale green for my bedroom and parlor.
I loaded everything I needed onto the wooden
counter. “Well hello there, you’re new around here. Are you
visiting, or did you just move to town?” a pleasant woman, with
chestnut hair asked. She was wearing a blue floral dress, and blue
hat. Her coffee colored eyes were kind when she smiled. She
appeared to be about the same age as my mother.
I tipped my cap at her, giving her a small
smile. “Yes, I just moved into the old Riley cabin yesterday.”
“Oh my heavens! Way out there? I hope you’re
not all by yourself?”
“Yes I am, Ma’am,” I said nodding to her,
hoping she would not ask why.
“Oh, are you a relative of the Riley’s?”
“I am a cousin. My name is William.”
She held out her hand to shake mine, her hand
was warm, her grip strong for a woman of her age. “Hello William,
welcome to Baycrest. I hope you like it here. My name is Clara
Matthews.” She rang everything through, and gave me the total. It
was quite a bit, but I needed a lot. I really didn't want to have
to go to town often. The whole point in coming here was to live a
solitary life so I could get a handle on my new situation. It would
be difficult if I became social with the townspeople, and if I had
to come often for supplies that might happen.
Once I said my goodbyes to Clara, I carried
my packages back outside to load the buggy. As I bent over
arranging the items in the small carriage, I heard a couple of
young voices, coming up behind me. With them, I could smell the
scent of honeysuckle, and cinnamon. Finishing my task, I stood up,
noticing two girls my age walking toward me. They blushed, smiled
and giggled as they made their way passed. If they knew what I
really was, I’m sure they wouldn’t be smiling at me. I ignored them
and hopped up onto the seat and prepared to head for home.
Back at the cabin, I started on my work,
beginning with the inside first, hoping the paint would be dry
before I came in for the evening. The furniture was easy to move
into the center of the room with my new werewolf strength. The
kitchen didn't take long, since most of the walls were covered with
shelves. As I worked on the bedrooms and parlor, I let my mind
wander to the day I decided to court Lucy. I had had feelings for
her for quite sometime, but had never acted on them. One day Henry
and I were playing the new sport called basket ball, using one of
my mothers old baskets. We had nailed it up on the barn door and
were taking turns throwing the ball. Thump,
hear every blade of grass sway in the wind, every chirp from the
birds flying overhead and every scurrying step from the small
animals burrowing in the underbrush. But what I couldn't hear were
the high pitch squeals of laughter from my younger sisters, or the
calm soothing voice of my mother as she discussed the day's chores
with Jane. It had only been one day, and I craved the contact of
other humans. I missed my family terribly. My hate for Charlotte
grew even more.
The next morning brought bright sunshine. It
was a clear day; all traces of the storm from two days ago were
gone. The sky was a soft blue, with nothing but white clouds
streaking across it. I noted the spots in the lane where I would
need to fill as Franklin, and I traveled to town to buy supplies.
As I lounged in the parlor the night before, I found myself looking
about the room. I decided the cabin could use some color, inside
and out. I wasn't sure on the colors I wanted. I only knew that
they needed to be as homey as possible.
Baycrest was much the same as Creekford, the
town where I grew up and considered my home. There was a general
store, a dress shop, a tavern and an inn. I tied Franklin and the
buggy out in front of the store and went in to make my
purchases.
The aisles were loaded with everything I
needed, right down to the paint. I perused the colors and decided
on white with green trim for the outside, eggshell blue for the
kitchen, and pale green for my bedroom and parlor.
I loaded everything I needed onto the wooden
counter. “Well hello there, you’re new around here. Are you
visiting, or did you just move to town?” a pleasant woman, with
chestnut hair asked. She was wearing a blue floral dress, and blue
hat. Her coffee colored eyes were kind when she smiled. She
appeared to be about the same age as my mother.
I tipped my cap at her, giving her a small
smile. “Yes, I just moved into the old Riley cabin yesterday.”
“Oh my heavens! Way out there? I hope you’re
not all by yourself?”
“Yes I am, Ma’am,” I said nodding to her,
hoping she would not ask why.
“Oh, are you a relative of the Riley’s?”
“I am a cousin. My name is William.”
She held out her hand to shake mine, her hand
was warm, her grip strong for a woman of her age. “Hello William,
welcome to Baycrest. I hope you like it here. My name is Clara
Matthews.” She rang everything through, and gave me the total. It
was quite a bit, but I needed a lot. I really didn't want to have
to go to town often. The whole point in coming here was to live a
solitary life so I could get a handle on my new situation. It would
be difficult if I became social with the townspeople, and if I had
to come often for supplies that might happen.
Once I said my goodbyes to Clara, I carried
my packages back outside to load the buggy. As I bent over
arranging the items in the small carriage, I heard a couple of
young voices, coming up behind me. With them, I could smell the
scent of honeysuckle, and cinnamon. Finishing my task, I stood up,
noticing two girls my age walking toward me. They blushed, smiled
and giggled as they made their way passed. If they knew what I
really was, I’m sure they wouldn’t be smiling at me. I ignored them
and hopped up onto the seat and prepared to head for home.
Back at the cabin, I started on my work,
beginning with the inside first, hoping the paint would be dry
before I came in for the evening. The furniture was easy to move
into the center of the room with my new werewolf strength. The
kitchen didn't take long, since most of the walls were covered with
shelves. As I worked on the bedrooms and parlor, I let my mind
wander to the day I decided to court Lucy. I had had feelings for
her for quite sometime, but had never acted on them. One day Henry
and I were playing the new sport called basket ball, using one of
my mothers old baskets. We had nailed it up on the barn door and
were taking turns throwing the ball. Thump,
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