“Pleased to meet you,” I said, sitting down between my mother and the guest. “What brings you to this house?”
“Sabrina,” my mother hissed, “Don’t be rude. This is obviously the homiest looking house on the block, won’t you agree?” She looked at Adam, her sharp eyes pressuring him to think so.
“Quite a fine house,” he sipped his tea, eying me.
“So, where are you headed?” I asked, trying to make conversation. The fact that his eyes were shifting around my face was somewhat distracting, for all I wanted to do was stare at him back. But, I was forced to focus my attention on the inside of my tea cup.
“Well, I have been traveling for quite a while, so I would like rest here for a few days, if not more. My next venture is over the Comanche Mountains.” My eyes widened. How long had it been my dream to cross those mountains, and see what lie beyond this strange town?
“The Mountains?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.
“Yes, the Mountains.”
“Alone?”
“I have traveled those Mountains so many times, the evil that dwells there doesn’t bother with me anymore.” He grinned.
“Why, how brave you are,” I added sarcastically before standing up. “I had a long day, mother. Would you come to say goodnight in a few moments?”
She nodded, surprised. I walked to my room, past our living room, which consisted of books, books, books, and a couch. My room was the second door on the left, just after the bathroom. Our guest was probably sleeping on the couch.
I threw my pale pink sweater on my bed, not caring much for repelling wrinkles. I sat myself down on my blue quilt lined bed. This strange man was hovering in my house, claiming to be on a quest for the King. For some reason, my odd brain did not believe his story. He seemed too cocky to be someone of high-class. But, another part of me wanted to hear his stories; living through his memories was better than not knowing about the world at all.
A knock on the door, “Come in, mother.” She entered in her dark blue dress, with a white apron tied over it. Her thick brown hair that I had inherited from her was in a tight bun; she liked it up, while I liked it down.
“Mother, why would you agree to let such a strange man enter our house?” I asked as she shut the door behind her.
“Because, we are a kind family. Ever since your father died I-“ She stopped to catch her breath, “I have been trying to change who we are.” She walked over and pressed a hand to my shoulder. “I know it may seem strange at first, but after a few fays you will be used to a man living in our house again.”
“But a strange man; a man who could be a liar and a murderer, and we would not know.”
“I promise, he is not a murderer.” She rubbed my back, “Is there something wrong,
Sabrina?” She stared at me with wide, curious eyes until I answered.
“Mother, John proposed.” I displayed my finger before her, letting her take in the gleaming clear stone that lay atop a gold band.
“Oh, honey, that’s wonderful!” She hugged me, then stood. “To think, my only child is getting married!”
“Uh, yes. Its glorious.” I tucked myself under my covers, not caring to undress. My mother bent over my head and kissed my forehead slightly.
“I love you dear.” She said as she turned, walked to my door and closed it behind her. I heard the muffled voices of the man and my mother, then heard her door close as well.
What shall I do about this man? It has been nearly ten years since there was a man in this house; to think I was eight when my father died. I missed him, a lot; almost as much as mother did.
But, I couldn’t help thinking this might be a good thing. I would have to live with John soon, it would be quite alright getting used to living with a man my age for a while. Yes, Adam seemed young enough to help me with that dilemma. He was so handsome, and I could hardly believe a man that good-looking worked for the Kings personal army. Oh, how much I wanted to discover what he was really doing in my home…
I awoke to pans clanking again. I never realized before how frantic my mother got when guests were in the house. I got up, and put on a simple white dress with blue pockets near the bottom. No reason to dress up for Adam, after all.
I stepped outside my room and across the hardwood floors of my house. It was cold, as it always was in the morning. “Good morning, mother.” I said, noticing that our guest had not accompanied my mother to the kitchen.
“Oh, dear, would you please take the potatoes out of the oven?” she asked.
I walked over to the oven, and grabbed the towel that rested next to it on the counter. Unlike John’s, our counters were all light wood, no granite whatsoever.
I opened the oven door, my hand covered with the towel. The oven was hot, and still on fire, but I grabbed the hot potatoes anyway. I was just about to place them on the counter when, “Sabrina, good morning.” I dropped the potatoes all over my feet, I immediately felt the pain from the quick blow of hot potatoes. “Oh, let me help you.”
Our guest scrambled over to me, but I stepped in his way, and picked them up myself. “That’s quite alright.” I walked to the sink and rinsed them off. What a wonderful way to start the morning.
“How was your sleep?” He asked, stepping up beside me.
“Satisfactory.” My mother shot me a look, “And yours?”
He nodded, “best couch I ever slept on.” He winked a wink that seemed more demeaning than anything.
“Yes, well it’s the finest in this side of the mountains.” How come I related those high rigid walls to everything I said? I grabbed the dirty dishes my mom had made from cooking eggs and washed them in the sink, while she set the table. Adam just stood next to me, watching ever move I made. “Mother, I believe I will go see John today.” I snuck a look at Adam, to make sure he heard me.
“Oh! Why don’t you take Adam to town before you go? I’m sure he has been waiting to see it.” My mother looked at me with those eyes again. As soon as I married John, I would never have to listen to those persuasive eyes again.
“I have.” He looked at me and smiled. I suppose I had no choice.
I hope you like it. I appologise for it taking so long to get to the good part!
I'm Kylie... and, well, you know why I'm here. >.<
