Frost Bite

1: A Dream Pang

A Dream Pang

I had withdrawn in forest, and my song

Was swallowed up in leaves that blew away;

And to the forest edge you came one day

(This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,

But did not enter, though the wish was strong:

You shook your pensive head as who should say,

'I dare not—too far in his footsteps stray—

He must seek me would he undo the wrong.

Not far, but near, I stood and saw it all

Behind low boughs the trees let down outside;

And the sweet pang it cost me not to call

And tell you that I saw does still abide.

But 'tis not true that thus I dwelt aloof,

For the wood wakes, and you are here for proof.

by Robert Frost

Chapter One:

A Dream Pang

A girl with red hair that resembles fire sat at the coffee shop. This is part of her daily routine, nothing unusual. She got up from her seat and walk around the shop to the bookshelves. Sliding her finger down a spine of a book she carefully pull it down.

Everyone here knows who she is. How can she steal from herself anyway? She is owner of this small coffee shop. A few kids hang out there after school. Parents running late gets drinks before heading to work.

Most likes this small unknown place because only four people run it and owner is welcoming in anyone. She has also taken care of the homeless and hopeless. She went back to her seat with the worn down book. "Miss Laura, you were right!" A girl about thirteen years old ran into the small shop then jump up sitting at the counter where three stools sat.

The redhead giggle with a warm smile. She is only in her early twenties with dark green eyes. She doesn't have any visible marks. She nod her head to the young girl. The girl has black hair pull into a side pony-tail. Her eyes are deep brown with a slightly broken soul. Most would over look it but Laura has seen it all her life, every time she looks in a mirror. "That's good, Linn." Laura voice soft and loving.

Linn bounce in her stool while Laura made her some hot chocolate to get rid of the cold outside. She doesn't want her favorite customer to freeze. "How did you know she would let me work with a Robert Frost poem book?" Linn question her as Laura sip her own hot chocolate.

The older of the two smile handing her the worn down book. "First edition so be careful." Laura spoke so soft.

Linn took the book and open it carefully. As she look through it she was amazed by how the spine looks so beat up but none of the inside looks damage at all. She look up at the young woman that handed it to her. "You sure?" Her voice tremble slightly.

This made Laura smile reaching over. Her cold hands wrap them around the warm ones of Linn. "I trust you, Linn. Do not dog-ear it, there is still a bookmark in it so use it." Laura said with seriousness that she does not look like she has in her.

Linn smile and slightly laughing with a nod. Laura nod to her smiling. More kids a variety of ages but all teenagers came in. Most request for hot chocolate, some order for coffee. After paying and buying their things they went to the booths.