Strange meeting
4
“Hello Mr. Turner,” Louise said
politely to the young sub-store manager as she walked in the store the next
morning.
“Umm, Miss Hanson, Today I’ve to go
out of town for business. Do you like you can take care of the store for a
couple of days or do I need ask my father to come in?”
“Oh. Well, I think I can handle the
challenge.” She smiled. “Were are you going?”
“Business, not of much interest,” he
said quickly, “ But I will be going in the direction that you live and was
wondering…if you would like me to drive you instead of you having to walk?” he
finished in a rush of words.
“Thank you, but how do you know it
wont be much of a detour?” Louise raised he eyebrow.
“Oh,” he rubbed a spot on the
counter, “I know my way around. Nothing is to much of a detour for me.”
“Then I accept.” Giving him a silly
grin. “Let’s get to work.”
<::>
The
three sisters walked up to the large house. “You knock.” Alison told Karen.
Karen nodded.
“Are you
to scared?” She challenged her
“No!” Alison was shocked. “Just
because…” she trailed off.
“ I’ll knock.” Susan piped up and
before anyone could protest, she stepped forward and knocked loudly three
times.
“Yes?” a maid said from the door.
“Umm, we are your neighbors from down
the road a ways. We came to say hello to…” Alison ended awkwardly.
“ Mr. Darkshire?” the maid helped
Alison politely.
“Yes, thank you.” She answered.
“Come this way” the maid led them
into of the high ceiling house. Looking around the house, Susan began to
wander. No one noticed as she slowly strolled to a door on the far right of the
room. Susan did this quite often she would begin wander with out realizing it,
lots of the time it got her lost. She observed the door nob for a while then
she casually turned the nob. The room was cozy, and full of bookshelves that
were packed with thick old books and volumes. Still in her wandering daze, Susan
began plucking a small book off the shelf. The novel had an intriguing title
and she couldn’t help but start to read it. Opening it to the first page, she
read aloud;
“The
Phantom’s Choice,” There was a rustle movement from the corner of the room.
Susan, who was suddenly pulled from her wandering daze, turned around and gave
a sharp gasp. A man had gotten up from a tall backed chair that was facing away
from her. Susan dropped the book and it landed with a great thud on the ground.
The man was semi-tall with rich dark brown hair, and dressed in a white button
up shirt that was quite wrinkled. His pant covered black leather boots with
silver spurs still on them. To Susan’s surprise the man seem just as startled
and embarrassed as she felt. The man turned away and shook his head as if he
was imagining things he didn’t want to. And then just as sudden as he had done
so, the man snapped his finger and ran over to his desk, either refusing to
notice Susan or forgetting she was there. Susan came out of shock and took this
moment to escape. Urgent and bewildered at what had just happened, Susan tried
to find her sisters hoping no one had notice her absence. Ah. She thought there they
are. Mustn’t have been gone to long. Susan casually stepped behind her
sister Karen. Only one person had noticed she was missing. Alison turned and
fixed her with a steely glare. She knows.
Alison always knew when Susan did something wrong, Susan could get away with
things when it was only Karen or Louise but Alison…no way.
“This is Mr. Benting’s study. Wait
here while I tell him you’ve come to say Hello” The maid looked back at the
girls then went inside the room. She came quickly out, and with a smile, she
said, “You may come in.”
When they interred the room there
was a very young cheerful man sitting in a chair near the hearth.
“Welcome!” he said with a grin. He
offered then a seat.
Very nice Sarah! I found it very interesting!:)
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