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I apologize again - that it has been a while. I had a blog written about five days ago it wasn't finished at the time, so I decided to save it and finish it a different day even though I knew right then exactly what I wanted to say. But when I opened it today those things didn't seem as important to me anymore to recap...so here, I am starting from scratch - really unsure of what to say today. It's been a while since I've been at a loss for words. Maybe it's because I'm drained just mentally and physically drained, honestly. Maybe it's because I'm doing better or maybe it's because I'm doing worse. The PJ's I put on last night read, "Is it the weekend yet?" damn well knowing it's almost over. But even they seemed to think it just began. I made chicken noodle soup since I wasn't feeling the greatest - and it always amazes me how eating that kind of soup actually does feel good for the soul. There's just something about it even though I hate celery and am not very fond of carrots. I only put one carrot in LOL and a half cup of diced celery LOL. I thought it was awesome even still. Brief Interlude... Shall we do another diary entry of Betsey Sue Ellen McGregor? I think it's about that time...now let's see just where we left off... Alright I got it now - Entry 3 "Grandmother! I'm back! And I found help!" Rahead shouted in her accent. I could hear moaning coming from a room in the far back of the cottage. "I'm still here...dear..." a fragile sounding woman called out. "Where is this Axle hero you speak of?" I asked unsure of why I was here helping her if someone like him was around. Rahead spun and clasped her hand tightly over my mouth so that my lips were able to even twitch. "SHH! Don't let grandmother hear you! You'll just get her upset again!" I snorted quietly while rolling my eyes at the behavior of her. It was just like a child to give a vague explanation that you had to live with. "But what happened to him?" "If you must know," she whispered, already completely irritated with me. "He went off into one of the far lands to build some of their people cottages. We begged him not to go as that side of our world is very dangerous. And that's where the leader of the wolf pack lives. They call him Sabe, he's nothing like the other wolves, he's...unstopped. Their people have been having problems for centuries with the wolves hunting down the villagers and taking them away forever! Their paws are so powerful that with one swipe they can slash a cottage to pieces leaving their homes with an open slice and no protection. But Axle being hard-headed as he is, told us he had to go and help our people...about a week ago we received word from Peggy Pig that a rumor had begun circulating that Sabe had devoured Axle. grandma will hear nothing about it and I don't believe it either! Once grandma gets better my quest is to set out in search of Axle and bring him home." "Are you nuts?" I shouted. "You could be killed!" I shook her shoulders hard until her head began to bounce around in different directions. "It is the duty of a Hoode to protect our families from the dangers lurking in the far lands. Axle is my family. You wouldn't understand...outsider." "Wait...a Hoode? As in Robine Hoode?" I asked excited. "Kinda-sorta. That's my dad." My jaw dropped to the floor once she told me that. Rahead stopped off infuriated with my observation, but she was right I was an outsider. My job was to only help her with her grandma and leave this place. So, with that, I followed her quietly into the bedroom. Her grandmother lay on the floor in the fetal position but her back appeared to be arched in a non-human way almost like something had been popped out of place. "Put your hands her on her spine," Rahead commanded. "Apply pressure and keep perfectly still. Even the slightest movement from you will cause more damage to her." I shakily applied my hands where Rahead instructed and without warning she came crashing down hard with her fist onto her grandmother's spine. Miraculously the spine popped back into place. "Don't look so concerned this happens often with her age, I'm used to it by now but it's easier with two people." I remained silent in complete disbelief of what I just saw. "We have to do this together! One, two, THREE!" Rahead shouted as we hoisted her grandma back into the bed. I watched as Rahead ran circles around me straightening her nightgown and covering her with sheets. "My br-" she croaked breathlessly. "I know, I know - I'll get it grandma. Shh...you'll overexert yourself." Rahead went to the nightstand and picked up a hairbrush made of thick yellow strands. She softly brushed it through her grandmother's hair, removing those pieces that clung to the front of her face. "There...now you're all better!" Catching a glimpse of her grandmother's face I couldn't help but look twice. She had a large scar across her face. It ran from the top of the hairline above her forehead all the way down to her chin in a diagonal line. One of her eyes were completely cloudy and blue leaving me to assume she was blind in that eye. She touched her scar, running her hand down it once she realized I was staring at it. I quickly looked down feeling terrible for doing so. "We'll leave you to rest now grandma," Rahead whispered softly kissing her on the top of the forehead before pushing me out the door. "I should have told you not to stare at her, she doesn't like it and it's rude. I don't know where exactly you come from but here, we have manners!" "I'm sorry Rahead. I didn't expect that...and you're right I should not have stared." I pulled sheepishly at my shirt while looking down at the floor. "I'm not going to say it's alright because it's not...but everyone does it once or twice when they first meet my grandma. You can't help it I guess." "HEY! I thought you said-" "Yeah, yeah - I'm a kid, I lie - that's what kids do, duh! So where are you off to now?" she said clapping her hands together in a more of a chipper mood. "I'd like to do some exploring before I go back," I said confidently once we reached the outside of the cottage. "Sounds like an adventure to me! I can smell it in the air!" she said holding a small axe to the sky. "Woah, woah - easy with that thing! Someone could get hur-" I threw my hands in the air to grab her hands and pull it down to our level. "LOOK! If you're going to treat me like a child this is NEVER going to work!" I could see Rahead's temper flair up again. She did not like the child reference at all. "Well, I can't exactly help it you are a ch...wait what's never going to work?" I asked hesitant of what the answer might be. "I would like to offer you a tour of the place BUT if you're going to treat me like this, I'm calling it off! I'll leave you stranded wherever we are, I know my way around this place." Rahead pounded her foot into the dirt to make a cloud of dust form in the air. "Ok, ok - I'll try! Is that good enough for you?" "Sounds fair..." she said picking her nails in triumph. I watched as she slung a bow around her body along with a quiver that had been leaning outside the cottage walls, before sliding the axe into a holder on her hip. "Did your dad teach you how to use that?" I asked pointing to the bow. "Yeah...he's the expert around here..." she said sheepishly blushing with the pride of who her father is. "And axle taught me how to use this guy." She tapped lightly on the holster holding the mini axe. "What about saving Axle?" I asked a little concerned she may have forgotten. "Oh yeah, he can wait - I'll get there!" she said laughing. "Let's start by heading..." Rahead used her hands to form a pair of fake binoculars as if to look off into the far distances. "This way!" Comments are closed.
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