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    The Rose and the Honeysuckle — Chapter 2

    Previously…
    Tina quickly looked down and made another quick curtsy, her
    cheeks read and she quickly moved behind her and rushed back to the kitchen.
    She swung open the half gate to the kitchen and leaned against it, staring at
    the roast in the fire and the wooden bowls on the table. ‘Oh, Goddess, that’s
    the most beautiful woman, I’ve ever seen.’ Thought Tina as she clutched her
    towel to her chest and pulled slightly on the strings of her shirt. She tugged
    on a piece of hair and curled it around her fingers unsure of what to do. She
    didn’t think she could return to the cabin and face her again. She thought
    she’d melt away. She couldn’t breathe.
    Continuing…

    Tina relaxed when she saw her little brothers and sisters
    come tromping in from the snow. They had just cut down an evergreen tree for
    the winter solstice and were excited about putting it in the window in the
    front of the house. They stomped, laughed and trooped around the room whooping
    and hollering. Tina’s older sisters came in and took off their wraps, and they
    all put out the bread and roast from the fire for supper. Tina smiled at the brood;
    she loved all her siblings so much. They were all grabbing, yelling, whooping
    and pushing and shoving each other around the table.

    “I got the
    biggest rabit!”

    “No, I did”

    “NO! ME!”

    “You have
    the brains of a rabbit.”

    “Well,
    you’reaa.rabbit !”

    “I’d rather
    be a rabbit then the brains of a rabbit.”

    “You all
    better stop arguing otherwise the Shaduk will get you!” said Tina’s eldest
    sister as she leaned over tickled her younger brother. “Now, tell me more about
    your adventures today in Mr. Clay’s fieldshuhdid you steal his prize squash
    again,” she laughed as they looked at her with read guilty faces.

    “I saw a
    cold fog in the mountains,” said one brother quietly. That sobered them up quickly
    and a silence settled on all of them. They were remembering that the last fog
    had brought the terrible snowstorm which had killed three people. But they
    couldn’t be solemn for long, soon one brother had teased his younger sister so
    much he found himself spluttering under a mug full of milk that had been
    upended all over his head when he wasn’t looking. This, of course, excited
    peals of laughter from his brothers when they saw his indignant face.

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