Jagged
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The two women weren't Cody's only customers for the day, and it was fairly busy at the store as people picked up their usual items along with a few extra's for the night's events. The festival was a big deal in the town and Cody enjoyed it as much as anyone. He knew the brownies would enjoy it since he would be out late, and pretty much able to do whatever they wanted. Well, Abigail would have something to say about that, but they'd still mess about more than usual.
After seeing the last of the customer's out Cody checked the decorations one last time. He than tended to the pagan symbols he put up to honor his late wife Beatrice as well as honor the family which took him in when he woke. He was proud that the country became a tolerant place for religious freedom or at least resolved to keep working at it. For him the deep sleep was more like time travel. Few could say they went to sleep in one century and awoke in another.
He gave the store a basic clean up and than headed upstairs followed by Abigail to shave and shower. He pulled on boxer briefs, socks, and a pair of jeans. He smiled at Beatrice's picture and put on a black t-shirt with a silhouette of a pointy hatted witch flying passed the moon. He put on a hoodie and laughed to himself.
He was sure she would have approved. Hell she would probably be giving out Witch in Training to every little girl for free.
He regularly thought of Beatrice and sometimes he found himself having conversations with her when he was alone. Well maybe not talks, but he would discuss things and only stop when he looked for a reply and was greeted with silence. He knew she was gone and he was doing his best to move on, and tonight was an important step in the right direction. Abigail hopped off the dresser almost sensing he wanted to be alone and padded down the stairs.
Well I'm going out to the festival tonight, and while I'm not going to do this just to meet someone I hope too. They're a lot of good women in this town, and I'd like to get closer to one. There is no replacing you honey. You'll always be in my heart, and you'll always be with me. That means a lot to me. I hope it means a lot to you as well.
With that he smiled at her picture one last time and headed out for the night. He was going to have a good time, and was feeling good. He got in his pickup truck and headed out. He turned up the music and headed out to the farm. It was a beautiful night for the festival, and he knew he'd have a good time.
Once there he found a place to park and walked in and headed towards the food. It was only a short walk, but he had to to go through a gauntlet of friends and customers from town. After many short conversations, hand shakes, and kisses on the cheek he made it to the beer.
He enjoyed the local beer even if it was different from what he'd grown up on. It was a happy time, and after getting a plate of food he made his way towards the stage to listen to the music.
After seeing the last of the customer's out Cody checked the decorations one last time. He than tended to the pagan symbols he put up to honor his late wife Beatrice as well as honor the family which took him in when he woke. He was proud that the country became a tolerant place for religious freedom or at least resolved to keep working at it. For him the deep sleep was more like time travel. Few could say they went to sleep in one century and awoke in another.
He gave the store a basic clean up and than headed upstairs followed by Abigail to shave and shower. He pulled on boxer briefs, socks, and a pair of jeans. He smiled at Beatrice's picture and put on a black t-shirt with a silhouette of a pointy hatted witch flying passed the moon. He put on a hoodie and laughed to himself.
He was sure she would have approved. Hell she would probably be giving out Witch in Training to every little girl for free.
He regularly thought of Beatrice and sometimes he found himself having conversations with her when he was alone. Well maybe not talks, but he would discuss things and only stop when he looked for a reply and was greeted with silence. He knew she was gone and he was doing his best to move on, and tonight was an important step in the right direction. Abigail hopped off the dresser almost sensing he wanted to be alone and padded down the stairs.
Well I'm going out to the festival tonight, and while I'm not going to do this just to meet someone I hope too. They're a lot of good women in this town, and I'd like to get closer to one. There is no replacing you honey. You'll always be in my heart, and you'll always be with me. That means a lot to me. I hope it means a lot to you as well.
With that he smiled at her picture one last time and headed out for the night. He was going to have a good time, and was feeling good. He got in his pickup truck and headed out. He turned up the music and headed out to the farm. It was a beautiful night for the festival, and he knew he'd have a good time.
Once there he found a place to park and walked in and headed towards the food. It was only a short walk, but he had to to go through a gauntlet of friends and customers from town. After many short conversations, hand shakes, and kisses on the cheek he made it to the beer.
He enjoyed the local beer even if it was different from what he'd grown up on. It was a happy time, and after getting a plate of food he made his way towards the stage to listen to the music.