War Towns

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eliza

There was almost too much happening in Eliza's small town. There were people everywhere. It was "tourist season", but she wished it was summer. The mountain town saw more people in the fall than any other time of year, and it made it hard to go downtown.

Eliza's family, however, thought differently. The apple farm that her family owned was more than overwhelming. It was a huge, sprawling place with a small pond, three apple orchards, a honey farm, a vineyard with a brewery, a barn and field for the cows, and a store and packing house. It was their pride and joy.

Eliza thought that she should've been the pride and joy, but she didn't bother telling them that. They would've laughed and gone back to work. It would've been a waste of time.

Kind of like how her friends were wasting her time at the mall right now.

"Eli, look," Abi yelled in the middle of American Eagle.

"Shhhhh, Abi, inside voice," Lindsey said, rolling her eyes. Abi continued to talk much too loudly for a store.

"Look at this romper! It's so cute!" 

"You don't own anything in that style? Since when are you 'boho chic'?" she asked, making air quotes.

"Since Alex said that bohemian girls are hot."

"Abigail, honestly," Eliza sighed, "Can we please leave?"

Abi frowned, but followed Eliza and Lindsey out nonetheless. The sun was setting, and since they lived so far up the mountains, Eliza and Lindsey had to be home a lot earlier than Abigail, if only for safety reasons.