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the horizon in the western sky. He didn’t even get to see why the White Hand had come.
Elwin gave Feffer his worst “this-is-all-your-fault” look and just to be sure Feffer understood the message, he added, “This is all your fault.”
Feffer smiled, “What? You climbed onto the roof of your own free will, my friend.”
“I am not your friend,” Elwin crossed his arms in front of him. “Friends don’t dump water on their friends.”
“Says who?”
“Says me.”
Feffer rolled his eyes. “How many friends do you have?”
Elwin opened his mouth to answer and closed it. Counting Momme and Poppe …, “I have plenty, thank you.”
Feffer jumped off the swing. “I know you don’t mean it, Elwin.”
“Hey, where are you going? They said to stay here and not move a muscle.”
Elwin followed Feffer to the window’s edge.
“Have you lost your wits?” Elwin whispered with astonishment.
Feffer shrugged. “We are already in trouble, so we might as well make the most of it.”
Unbelievable. Feffer would get him killed. Ignoring his instincts, Elwin settled next to Feffer and peered through the window. Inside, Mr. Madrowl sat at the dining table in the kitchen.
Elwin’s father stood next to the table. Drenen Escari was not overly large, but he was tall and strong from years in the fields. He had dark hair and eyes, much like Elwin’s mother. Elwin had always wondered who he got his blond hair and blue eyes from. He had never met his grandma and grandpa on his father’s side. But that was who his father said his looks came from. His grandma’s mother had been from Alcoa.
His father frowned much as he would looking at rotten crops as he listened to Willem’s version of the story. Willem stood and began to pace, using the strap to emphasize his points.
“And then the two rascals dumped water on my head. They were in cahoots I tell you.”
“What?” Elwin whispered. “That isn’t how it happened.”
Feffer muffled a laugh into his hand.
Elwin hit Feffer’s shoulder with the backside of his hand. “Shhhh.”
“Would you like some warm tea to calm your nerves a bit?” Mother offered. Her hair was pulled back into a bun, so he could see the worry lines in her face. “The kettle is just finishing.”
“Thank you Melra, I would,” Willem nodded. “I have got to do something about that boy. The last few years, he’s been harder to handle.”
She handed him the tea.
He took it with a grateful smile. “Thank you.”
“It’s my pleasure.”
“What am I to do? Every year he’s getting more and more unruly.” Willem turned and began to walk toward the window. “I’d half expect him to—”
Elwin lost the words as he scrambled back to the wooden swing. Feffer was not far behind him. He listened for footsteps inside the house but couldn’t hear anything over the sound of the pounding in his chest. Several moments passed before Elwin dared to say a word.
“Do you think they saw us?” he whispered.
“Nah,” Feffer said. “They would have come out here and blistered our backsides by now. That was really close though. What do you think they are going to do with us?”
Before Elwin could reply the door opened. He closed his mouth and looked down.
They did see us, he thought. The Lifebringer help us, we are goners for sure.
“The Awakening is upon us,” Feffer gulped under his breath to Elwin. Feffer’s lips curled into a small smile. A smile! He was actually enjoying this.
Both of their fathers stood in the doorway. Elwin looked up at Drenen. His furrowed brow half covered his eyes, and Mr. Madrowl’s nostrils flared with each deep breath.
Feffer covered his smile with his hand.
“I am extremely disappointed in you, Elwin,” his father said. “What were you thinking?”
“But it wasn’t—”
“I don’t want to hear it,” he said. “Now go to bed, so I can decide whether or not you can still go to the Summer Solstice Festival tomorrow.”
Elwin’s heart
Elwin gave Feffer his worst “this-is-all-your-fault” look and just to be sure Feffer understood the message, he added, “This is all your fault.”
Feffer smiled, “What? You climbed onto the roof of your own free will, my friend.”
“I am not your friend,” Elwin crossed his arms in front of him. “Friends don’t dump water on their friends.”
“Says who?”
“Says me.”
Feffer rolled his eyes. “How many friends do you have?”
Elwin opened his mouth to answer and closed it. Counting Momme and Poppe …, “I have plenty, thank you.”
Feffer jumped off the swing. “I know you don’t mean it, Elwin.”
“Hey, where are you going? They said to stay here and not move a muscle.”
Elwin followed Feffer to the window’s edge.
“Have you lost your wits?” Elwin whispered with astonishment.
Feffer shrugged. “We are already in trouble, so we might as well make the most of it.”
Unbelievable. Feffer would get him killed. Ignoring his instincts, Elwin settled next to Feffer and peered through the window. Inside, Mr. Madrowl sat at the dining table in the kitchen.
Elwin’s father stood next to the table. Drenen Escari was not overly large, but he was tall and strong from years in the fields. He had dark hair and eyes, much like Elwin’s mother. Elwin had always wondered who he got his blond hair and blue eyes from. He had never met his grandma and grandpa on his father’s side. But that was who his father said his looks came from. His grandma’s mother had been from Alcoa.
His father frowned much as he would looking at rotten crops as he listened to Willem’s version of the story. Willem stood and began to pace, using the strap to emphasize his points.
“And then the two rascals dumped water on my head. They were in cahoots I tell you.”
“What?” Elwin whispered. “That isn’t how it happened.”
Feffer muffled a laugh into his hand.
Elwin hit Feffer’s shoulder with the backside of his hand. “Shhhh.”
“Would you like some warm tea to calm your nerves a bit?” Mother offered. Her hair was pulled back into a bun, so he could see the worry lines in her face. “The kettle is just finishing.”
“Thank you Melra, I would,” Willem nodded. “I have got to do something about that boy. The last few years, he’s been harder to handle.”
She handed him the tea.
He took it with a grateful smile. “Thank you.”
“It’s my pleasure.”
“What am I to do? Every year he’s getting more and more unruly.” Willem turned and began to walk toward the window. “I’d half expect him to—”
Elwin lost the words as he scrambled back to the wooden swing. Feffer was not far behind him. He listened for footsteps inside the house but couldn’t hear anything over the sound of the pounding in his chest. Several moments passed before Elwin dared to say a word.
“Do you think they saw us?” he whispered.
“Nah,” Feffer said. “They would have come out here and blistered our backsides by now. That was really close though. What do you think they are going to do with us?”
Before Elwin could reply the door opened. He closed his mouth and looked down.
They did see us, he thought. The Lifebringer help us, we are goners for sure.
“The Awakening is upon us,” Feffer gulped under his breath to Elwin. Feffer’s lips curled into a small smile. A smile! He was actually enjoying this.
Both of their fathers stood in the doorway. Elwin looked up at Drenen. His furrowed brow half covered his eyes, and Mr. Madrowl’s nostrils flared with each deep breath.
Feffer covered his smile with his hand.
“I am extremely disappointed in you, Elwin,” his father said. “What were you thinking?”
“But it wasn’t—”
“I don’t want to hear it,” he said. “Now go to bed, so I can decide whether or not you can still go to the Summer Solstice Festival tomorrow.”
Elwin’s heart
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