Month: April 2015

{Random Write #5}

Here is the fifth and final installment in this strange story that for some reason you people like.

Pushing his chair from the table, Droman addressed Archer. “Well now, young man. Shall we begin? I assume you brought those books of yours that have been giving you trouble. Come, let us retire to the library to begin our study. Talice, will you be joining us?”

Startled, Talice stammered, “I-I don’t know father. I don’t normally. Would you prefer me to? Archer-Mr. Fisher, would you mind?”

Her father nodded, and Archer replied, “No, not at all.”

Talice smiled and stood. “Well then, I will.”

“Talice, will you lead the way? Young Archer, would you accompany her?” Droman looked a little mischievously at his daughter, who shook her head at him, then smiled at Archer, taking his offered arm.

“You can call me Archer, Miss Kindace.”

“Then you can call me Talice.” She told him nicely.

Upon reaching the library, they began the study, and continued to do so till lunch. Finally, Droman addressed the little group.

“I say, shall we go eat lunch? I am quite hungry.”

Archer and Talice looked at each other, laughing.

“Of course, papa, I had not realised it was quite so late!” Talice smiled at her father, then took his arm on the way back to the table. Upon reaching it, they found the food not spread on the table, but rather packed nicely in baskets, with a blanket on top.

“Oh, papa! Are we really going to picnic?”

“Yes, my pet. Run ahead with John and get it ready for us.”

John, the butler, came forward and took the two baskets. Talice took the blanket and practically ran out of the room.

“Now Archer. You and me shall follow suit in just a few moments. We want to give her time to get it just so.”

“Yes, sir. Is there something you wanted to ask me?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact, there is. I wanted to ask you to be a careful friend of my daughter. She is still recovering from her mother’s death and still does not go out much. Her most recent set of friends has somewhat abandoned her, as of last night, so please be kind. But please, not too kind, lest she get the wrong idea.”

“Yes, sir. It will be a pleasure. How old is Talice?”

“Eighteen last month. And you are nearly twenty-one, I believe?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Come now, let us join my daughter.”

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Lately {or, concerning weddings}

So last time I blogged, my brother was about to get married. This time, it’s my sister’s wedding in just 12 days. 12 DAYS!!! Hard to believe.

Josiah and Suki’s wedding went quite well, and it’s hard to believe that we pulled it off as well as we did. I still don’t have pictures from it, when I do, I’ll consider posting some on here. We’ll see.

I think the weirdest thing about weddings is that it’s only about an hour long, but the day changes lives forever. Like before, Josiah would come home late every night. After that Saturday, he no longer does, and never will again. It took awhile to get used to, but my brain doesn’t expect him to walk in anymore. It is super nice when he comes to visit. And his wife. Wife. Suki is a wife. So weird.

Now, I am trying to mentally prepare myself for my sister to be gone, and not coming home. It’ll be difficult for awhile, but I’ll get used to it.

Weddings are sad. Especially for the families who’s siblings/children are the ones getting married.

Weddings are also happy. Yay! I get two new siblings!! 😀 And also possible nieces and nephews. Can. Not. Wait. 😀

Well, that’s all folks!

~Emily