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.𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐢. 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉 .𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢.
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Calawah River Park & The Wallow's Cottage. Forks, WA. May 2010
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𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐃, she swore it was the only thing in the room that wasn't covered in dust. She let out a deep breath, trying to understand everything that had happened over the course of the last week. It was a Friday today, but it felt more like a Monday. Does that make sense? It made sense to Evee, though she felt like every day was a day to dread now of days.
"Evee, why don't you go to the park down the road to read, some fresh air will do you good." Thackeray suggested kindly from the corner of her doorway. Thackeray Wallows was a quiet mannered man, the kind that could sneak up on a mouse. He didn't talk much, unless your name was Evangeline Wallows, then he talked plenty. For some reason Evee and Millicent were the only ones he ever really did talk to, or maybe they were the only ones that were quiet long enough to listen.
"Okay Gramps." Evee agreed, finding his suggestion to be desireable. For once it wasn't raining outside in overcast Forks, so why not take advantage of the rareness. She rolled off her bed, grabbing her book and slipping on some shoes. Thackeray nodded with a smile, walking back down the hall and passing Logan.
