T H I R T Y

Though everything that has led up to this period wasn’t planned and neither did I expect it, I was willing to be patient. I waited that day expecting to leave the next day, but Seth said it would only get better the day after. I couldn’t complain; I was starting to enjoy my stay here.

“Scarlett, there will be a festival today at the inn,” Seth’s mother told me, and I was excited. It wasn’t a direct invitation to this festival, and I didn’t know what would be done there, but it intrigued me.

“I thought it got canceled,” I said, remembering Seth had used that to call me bad luck yesterday. “Seth’s said something like the harvest got destroyed."

“He did? I wouldn’t know if it got destroyed; I was only hearing that it wouldn’t be as usual as it was done; we would all gather at the inn this time around."Ruth described it, and I was starting to get an idea, but no picture came to mind as I have never attended this sort of thing.

If it wasn't a tea party, a fundraiser, a forum, or my family’s