Cookie Monologue
It was twenty minutes to four when we finished eating and we were feeling rather hurried. Satomi fretted over her hair, which didn’t seem to be collaborating with her desires. Lucas wore one of my step-father’s cotton shirts after five minutes of relentless protesting from Satomi and I that he couldn’t wear a silk vest if he was supposed to be my seventh cousin sixty times removed.
“If you insist,” he’d said. (Well, that’s what he meant. What he really said was, “That’s absolutely impossible. Who knows; your real seventh cousin sixty times removed might be a count or something. Or his father could be a merchant. But if you require me to wear clothes I don’t even fit, then perhaps I’ll relent merely to humor you.” That was before Satomi ever so sweetly reminded him that this was my house and that he’d be sleeping in the woods if not for me. Dear Satomi.) …show more content…
At four we were miraculously ready to go.
I put Cookie in a basket and the three of us strolled out the door, with myself at the head of our trio, and towards the town square.
When we reached it, I saw Haggis sitting in a springy velvet chair eyeing us as we walked up. “It’s the runaway,” he laughed. “Fiona, my girl, you could have been eaten by a boar for all we knew!”
“Enough about boars, I seem to tire of that trivial game. I found myself suddenly called away on urgent business concerning my own business.”
“And you decided to leave in the middle of the night, without consulting me first? That won’t work,
lassie!”
“I was called away in the night,” I said stubbornly.
Lucas looked slightly uncomfortable.
“And I found that two of my very distant relations (so distant, in fact, that I can’t seem to remember…. Oh, that’s right. Perhaps it is that they are my seventh cousins, sixty times removed? Or something like that) suddenly found themselves quite alone. A strange man who was standing by at the time told me that I must at all costs take them back with me to Foresting Village, boars or no boars, or else there would be grave consequences for them. Needless to say, I believed him and thus became acquainted with my relations. This is Satomi McKinnon and Lucas Sterlyn. I do hope that you would not mind settling them in our humble village.” I finished, looking carefully at Haggis’ face.
He seemed satisfied. “Well, Fiona, I’m very glad you were not murdered by boars along the way. That was rather foolish of you though, I must say. Next time, ask for accompaniment.”
I tried to look admonished. “Yes, sir.”
“Of course, your cousins can stay,” Haggis continued. “The Rosses and the Gildings have moved out of the neighborhood ever since you disappeared- they thought it was boars- and your cousins are welcome to stay there.”
“Thank you,” smiled a relieved Lucas and an enthusiastic Satomi.
“Now, children of your ages should not be out of bed at this hour. Back to bed with you- I’ll give all three of you the day off school so you can settle in,” said Haggis.
After slumbering until midday, I took Satomi and Lucas outside to choose their houses. Lucas chose the airy home to the left of my house, and, because she had no choice, Satomi selected the cozy (rather too cozy!), cramped dwelling on the right. We remodeled Satomi’s first.
“If you insist,” he’d said. (Well, that’s what he meant. What he really said was, “That’s absolutely impossible. Who knows; your real seventh cousin sixty times removed might be a count or something. Or his father could be a merchant. But if you require me to wear clothes I don’t even fit, then perhaps I’ll relent merely to humor you.” That was before Satomi ever so sweetly reminded him that this was my house and that he’d be sleeping in the woods if not for me. Dear Satomi.) …show more content…
At four we were miraculously ready to go.
I put Cookie in a basket and the three of us strolled out the door, with myself at the head of our trio, and towards the town square.
When we reached it, I saw Haggis sitting in a springy velvet chair eyeing us as we walked up. “It’s the runaway,” he laughed. “Fiona, my girl, you could have been eaten by a boar for all we knew!”
“Enough about boars, I seem to tire of that trivial game. I found myself suddenly called away on urgent business concerning my own business.”
“And you decided to leave in the middle of the night, without consulting me first? That won’t work,
lassie!”
“I was called away in the night,” I said stubbornly.
Lucas looked slightly uncomfortable.
“And I found that two of my very distant relations (so distant, in fact, that I can’t seem to remember…. Oh, that’s right. Perhaps it is that they are my seventh cousins, sixty times removed? Or something like that) suddenly found themselves quite alone. A strange man who was standing by at the time told me that I must at all costs take them back with me to Foresting Village, boars or no boars, or else there would be grave consequences for them. Needless to say, I believed him and thus became acquainted with my relations. This is Satomi McKinnon and Lucas Sterlyn. I do hope that you would not mind settling them in our humble village.” I finished, looking carefully at Haggis’ face.
He seemed satisfied. “Well, Fiona, I’m very glad you were not murdered by boars along the way. That was rather foolish of you though, I must say. Next time, ask for accompaniment.”
I tried to look admonished. “Yes, sir.”
“Of course, your cousins can stay,” Haggis continued. “The Rosses and the Gildings have moved out of the neighborhood ever since you disappeared- they thought it was boars- and your cousins are welcome to stay there.”
“Thank you,” smiled a relieved Lucas and an enthusiastic Satomi.
“Now, children of your ages should not be out of bed at this hour. Back to bed with you- I’ll give all three of you the day off school so you can settle in,” said Haggis.
After slumbering until midday, I took Satomi and Lucas outside to choose their houses. Lucas chose the airy home to the left of my house, and, because she had no choice, Satomi selected the cozy (rather too cozy!), cramped dwelling on the right. We remodeled Satomi’s first.