Monday, February 22, 2016

North Mansion Part 3

            Eleanor was in the dining room eating when James entered shortly after seven. She looked up and greeted him warmly and once he was seated asked
            “Did you go for a run?”
            “I did. The woods have change a good deal since I ran them last.” He began to eat and then looked up “How did you know?”
            “I saw you come in. Did you take the lower trail? It’s my favorite.”
            “Do you run?” he asked curiously
The girl nodded. She ran an average of six miles a day and combined it with other workouts. He seemed vaguely impressed, but she had been modest.
            “I am going to clear through Dad’s office today if you want to help or take stuff from in there.”
            “I can help.” She said, but her face grew serious. It was still very fresh and very hard for the girl.
He spread the dark raspberry jam over his toast and she looked curiously at him. He wasn’t what she remembered and for sure, she had not remembered the long scar running along part of his neck or the serious eyes that showed he had become numb to the pain he felt.
            “What do you do? For work, I mean.”
            “I’ve done a lot, Eleanor.” James replied “most recently, I’ve been instructing at a military academy. I was an officer in the military before they moved me to instruct at a couple training exercises. I went from there to a military academy to instruct there while continuing to learn during the night.”
            “I had no idea.”
            “It only half explains why I lost contact with you.” He said softly “It never should have happened.”
She shrugged
            “I could have written you and I didn’t either.”
Both lapsed into silence
            “What will you do now?”
            “I haven’t gotten there yet.” He replied “I have a lot to do and think about before I can pursue any career. Like getting to know you and figuring out how the best way to care for you.”
She wanted to ask what his immediate thoughts were, but she knew that would be too prying. When he brought it up she was pleasantly surprised
            “I was thinking, in regards to that, that perhaps an overseas boarding school would be the best option.”
His smirking smile at her surprise look made her realize he was joking and she had to laugh.
            “I’m jesting… Unless, of course, it is what you desire to do.”
            “It would be out of country.”
            “We will be traveling enough anyways.” He replied “Now, let’s get the study cleaned. I’d like to re-explore this place.” 

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