The sound of hushed whispers fell over a small street side cafe. It couldn't have come from the customers, there were only a few there and they were sitting, reading, or enjoying their meals. As well as the fact that they were scattered around the small interior, far enough that just a few people were sitting with only one other person. It make it impossible for them to cause the sound. The only sounds made from within the cafe were coughing, clearing of throats, and the occasional repositioning on the pleather seats. A pair of brown eyes roamed their surroundings, slowly, critically. They seemed to take in every detail, penetrate to a persons very soul. They settled upon the window pane, water slid and splattered upon it. The effect was mesmerizing. The eyes found the source of the whispers. Outside the cafe, the sky was a dull gray, even more so than any other day. Rain fell upon the ground collecting in small grooves in the pavement, giving it a slight wet brown-gray color. It was beautiful even with people passing by the window holding open umbrellas praying that they wouldn't get wet. A louder sound caused the eyes to snap back to the front of the little establishment. The sound of a waiter broke sweet concentration.
"Costumer Number 6!" He said loudly. "Lenora!"
"I'm here." She said with a wave of her hand. She walked slowly up to the counter and grabbed her Blueberry Scone and milk-caramel with a hint of whipped cream coffee. The bag crinkled in her grip and the cup felt nice and warm in her cool hands. "Thanks Walter." She said as she turned around to join the others in the rain. She didn't know the man well, but knew him well enough to call him by his first name. The same went for him. She remembered seeing him in the muggle school that she went to before she had gotten her letter so many years back. She thought about how if she never had gotten that letter, they might have been friends, might have. She had originally come from a rich family. Her father was a well known surgeon, a brain surgeon to be exact. So her family had gotten a lot of money. That meant she could get whatever she wanted and her mother never had to leave home. Its hard to say that they could have been friends, it was hard to earn them, they couldn't be bought. Plus she use to act horrible to people making chances smaller.
Sighing, she reached the door and gave it a small push. The rain pelted her entire being, sinking in to the soft cotton jacket she wore for comfort. She placed the paper bag containing her scone in her purse not wanting her breakfast to get soggy. Stepping further into the paved sidewalk she turned to her right. She didn't take out an umbrella or hurry her pace just because she was getting wet, nor did she want to turn into an isolated area so she could whip out her wand to apperate. She wanted to walk to her destination at her own pace. She took a sip of her coffee to see the green of rolling hills and brown of trees that had lost all their leaves. A smile spread upon her lips, she was glad that she had chosen this place to start her newest project. She had always wanted to go there. As she got closer to the end of the city limits the pavement sidewalk ended and turned into a small amount of rubble and dirt, mud at that time.
Her rubber boots were splattered with mud and her clothes were soaked, but she didn't care. She was closer to were she wanted. She could see the rolling green land stretch farther in front of her becoming dotted with stone fences and small animals. A little further on she saw where she would stop. Her destination was a few steps away. A small cottage with a low set white wooden fence surrounding the house plus a garden that accented every corner, every length of cottage and fence. Smiling fuller with teeth showing she reached the gate and laid her hand upon it.
Looking out to the road before she took another sip of her coffee she said, "I'm loving it here in Ireland." She turned around opening the gate and walked onto a small muddy dirt path leading to the cottage.
by Lenora Kitson Fri Nov 16, 2012 7:52 pm
