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<blockquote data-quote="mroberon1972" data-source="post: 487098" data-attributes="member: 5148">Final part of &quot;A Druid in the City&quot;Final part of &quot;A Druid in the City&quot;After closing the shop, Wendy and I looked at each other for what seemed like several minutes.&nbsp;&nbsp; Finally, I broke the silence with a single, firm word.&nbsp; “Dinner.”&nbsp; Her head tilted as she consider it for a moment.&nbsp; Rubbing her eyes, she replied with a word of her own.&nbsp; “Fine.”The animals were already fed, and the cages cleaned that morning.&nbsp; The paperwork could wait.&nbsp; As she got her jacket, I threw my cloak over my shoulders.&nbsp; I shook my head as I thought about the way the day had gone.&nbsp; “Short day today.”She laughed once and smiled.&nbsp; “Was too long for me, girl.”“Same here.”&nbsp; I looked at the check that Hetra-Hydra had written.&nbsp; It was really good to have extra money for a change.&nbsp; A LOT of extra money.&nbsp; I made a decision.&nbsp; “Tonight we eat at Isgold's.”Wendy looked up and gave me her best, insolent grin.&nbsp; “Are we up to their standards?”I picked up the check and waved it at her.&nbsp; “Tonight, the question is, are they up to ours?”&nbsp; Grabbing up my hip purse, we walked out the door.***I was surprised to run into Wendy on my way to the clinic the next morning.&nbsp; She was never up this early, let alone walking the streets.&nbsp; I stared at her with mocking, wide eyes and gave and exaggerated gasp.&nbsp; “Who are you?&nbsp; And what did you do with Wendy?”Her reply was defensive, and given with a small smile.&nbsp; “After the feast from last night, I decided to sack-out early.”&nbsp; The smile expanded into a grin and a shrug.&nbsp; “I just couldn't sleep any more this morning.”“Fine.”&nbsp; I began walking again.&nbsp; “So, what do you think?&nbsp; Aren't the gates wonderful this time of day?”“Not as crowded, that's the Light's-own-truth.&nbsp; Now I know why you always get out so early.”&nbsp; “Nice and Quiet, too.”&nbsp; I began to say more, but was interrupted by the sight that greeted me in front of my clinic.&nbsp; The elf kid from the day before was speaking to the young cleric who had disappeared from my waiting room.&nbsp; The cleric seemed to be trying to heal a slug wound in his RIGHT arm.&nbsp; I felt my stomach churn.“On second thought...”&nbsp; I grabbed Wendy and turned us both around.&nbsp; “Let's take the day off and go shopping.&nbsp; I don't think I'm ready to go back to work again today...”&nbsp; Wendy, grinning like a madwoman, placed her arm in mine and fell in step without another word.It's hard to find a friend like Wendy... Story:&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; “A Druid in the City”&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; By Jenna Hawknight, of HighRage City.Mr. Oberon&quot;That's it folks... Go home...&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="mroberon1972, post: 487098, member: 5148"] [b]Final part of "A Druid in the City"[/b] Final part of "A Druid in the City" After closing the shop, Wendy and I looked at each other for what seemed like several minutes. Finally, I broke the silence with a single, firm word. “Dinner.” Her head tilted as she consider it for a moment. Rubbing her eyes, she replied with a word of her own. “Fine.” The animals were already fed, and the cages cleaned that morning. The paperwork could wait. As she got her jacket, I threw my cloak over my shoulders. I shook my head as I thought about the way the day had gone. “Short day today.” She laughed once and smiled. “Was too long for me, girl.” “Same here.” I looked at the check that Hetra-Hydra had written. It was really good to have extra money for a change. A LOT of extra money. I made a decision. “Tonight we eat at Isgold's.” Wendy looked up and gave me her best, insolent grin. “Are we up to their standards?” I picked up the check and waved it at her. “Tonight, the question is, are they up to ours?” Grabbing up my hip purse, we walked out the door. *** I was surprised to run into Wendy on my way to the clinic the next morning. She was never up this early, let alone walking the streets. I stared at her with mocking, wide eyes and gave and exaggerated gasp. “Who are you? And what did you do with Wendy?” Her reply was defensive, and given with a small smile. “After the feast from last night, I decided to sack-out early.” The smile expanded into a grin and a shrug. “I just couldn't sleep any more this morning.” “Fine.” I began walking again. “So, what do you think? Aren't the gates wonderful this time of day?” “Not as crowded, that's the Light's-own-truth. Now I know why you always get out so early.” “Nice and Quiet, too.” I began to say more, but was interrupted by the sight that greeted me in front of my clinic. The elf kid from the day before was speaking to the young cleric who had disappeared from my waiting room. The cleric seemed to be trying to heal a slug wound in his RIGHT arm. I felt my stomach churn. “On second thought...” I grabbed Wendy and turned us both around. “Let's take the day off and go shopping. I don't think I'm ready to go back to work again today...” Wendy, grinning like a madwoman, placed her arm in mine and fell in step without another word. It's hard to find a friend like Wendy... Story: “A Druid in the City” By Jenna Hawknight, of HighRage City. Mr. Oberon "That's it folks... Go home..." [/QUOTE]

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