Peasant….Or Princess?- Chapter Nine

The next night, I just came to the brook, sat, and talked with the boy. He told me his name was Elijah. We talked about ourselves. We hugged, kissed, and I left.

The moonlight shone upon me like a spotlight. I was in a contemplative mood. I thought about Caleb and Elijah, comparing them in my mind. I liked Elijah more, but Caleb is closer by. The thoughts tumbled around in my head like the earth during a quake.  I heard a distant rumble and it started to pour. Lightning flashed in the sky. I felt the fury of the sky underneath me. I felt sound and light converge beneath me. I ran for cover. I heard a voice. “Hello.” I turned and saw Elijah. We started to laugh uncontrollably. All of a sudden, the sky’s fury seemed small.

The next morning, I found something interesting. I went behind the house. I found a small, striped, gray kitten. I brought him inside. I  ran out to buy some cream and some more food (particularly fish.) I came back and found two saucers. I poured cream in to one and put fish in the other. The kitten gobbled up the fish hungrily and lapped up the cream. He then curled up in the chair and fell asleep. I giggled as he batted the air with his paws. I imagined him dreaming of a magical land of fish and yarn and giggled. I then decided to call him Slugger.