Arial de Grey, CH. 2

Arial de Grey Chapter 2: Hearing from My mother 

May 16th 1456… 

Hearing from my mother:  

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The sun is shining for the first time in a while on May 16th, 1456. This day, is Arial’s birthday. Arial is happy today. More happy than she has been in a while. Especially since she got a letter yesterday from her mother who is on her way to see her from Kirtcudbright, Galloway, in Scotland. Arial is excited, nervous, and at the same time dreadful. She isn’t sure if she would want to meet the woman who gave her away. Arial found the note when she woke up. It was slide under the door. It read:  

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Dear Arial, 

You don’t remember me I am sure, but I am your mother, Emma. I am writing to you to let you know that I am traveling to Penrith to visit you. I got the information on where you live from Leo. I hope you are willing to meet with me. I am leaving Kirtcudbright tonight, and by the time you get this letter I should be in Keswick. I should be in Penrith the day after your birthday. Happy eighteenth birthday. I can’t believe it has been eighteen years without you. I have something to give you also. I hope you are willing to see me. I know you may have a lot of queasions for me, and even a lot of anger with me. I hope you may forgive me in time. Maybe, after hearing my story, you may not be so mad at me. 

With love, 

Emma de Grey 

Arial was a bit mad and almost ripped up the letter after she read it. After she thought about it, though, she decided that she’ll keep the letter. She wont let herself get mad until she hears her mother’s story. The rest of the day Arial was feeling anxious, but by the morning she wasn’t feeling so anxious. 

Arial got up from her bed, stretched, pet Kitty and Yogi, who where both lying at the foot of her bed, and then walked to the kitchen to get breakfast going. 

Arial makes her a small breakfast of some eggs that she got from her chicken coop, and some bacon she bought at the market the other day. As she was getting breakfast ready for herself she hears a knock at the door. She stops what she’s doing and goes to the door. When she opens the door she sees a blondish brownish haired man, average looking and height, holding a bouquet of wildflowers and a ham. She smiles and greets the man. “Hello, Miss this is the house of Arial de Grey, yes?” Arial nods. “Good, here is a bouquet of wildflowers from Whisper and a Knuckle ham from Richgrams Morgan,” he says as he hands her the ham first and then the flowers. Arial thanks the man. “You are welcome, and happy birthday Mother Arial. See you at mass on Sunday,” the man says with a smile before turning and walking down the walk way. Arial smiles and watches him go for a bit before turning and going back inside. 

Arial wasn’t expecting any presents. She isn’t use to getting them, and she’s always thankful for it. When she gets back to the kitchen she gets out her blue vase she has, pours some water into it, clips the ends of the floers a bit, and places them neatly into the vase. She moves the vase from the counter to the kitchen table. Arial always likes fresh flowers at the table. There hasn’t been any there lately. After that she finishe with her breakfast. After she finishes her breakfast she goes to get dressed. She wears her freshly washed dress today. She wanted it to be clean for today, and for when she meets her mother. She thinks that she will make the ham tomorrow for her and her mother, if she shows up like she says she will. 

Arial wishes that Lydia could be here to meet her mother. Arial knows, though, that Lydia has duties that she must do. Arial hopes, one day, she can introduce her mother to her. 

Arials birthday was nice. Her friends wished her a happy birthday, and she even got a chocolate cake from Elensar. Arial loves chocolate and doesn’t get it often. Same with ham or flowers. She is glad she got both. She still has half a cake left from earlier in the week when someone gave her one. She thinks she’ll share this chocolate cake with her mother if she shows up. 

That night, after she did her normal duties, she goes to the tavern to see and thank her friends for the gifts. She spends a couple of hours with them. She hasn’t really spent much time with them. She comes home later that night axnious, nervous, about possibly meet her mother tomorrow. 

 

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There is a carriage leaving Keswick and on it’s way to Penrith. “I am glad to finally see my girl. I hope Arial will want to see me. I hope it isn’t too late to tell her how sorry I am. I hope she forgives me after I tell her the story. She will I am sure,” Emma thinks to herself as she rides to the town of Penrith. 

Arial wakes up feeling great still. She hopes she doesn’t get disappointed today. She hopes she meets her mother, and she hopes that she will like her mother. She hopes her mother will have a good reason for leaving her alone with Liz. 

Arial spends the moring cleaning her home, making sure everything is clean and neat for when her mother arrives, when and if ever that may be. Once the house is clean she goes off to the market to pick up a few things for the meal she is going to be fixing. 

As she is walking to the market she waves to some she meets “Hello, Mother Arial,” someone say to her as she walks by. Arial smiles at them and keeps on walking . “I wonder how my mom will feel with me being a priestess,” she thinks to herself as she is walking. 

Once she gets to the market she gets the few things she will need for the meal and walks on to her home. Before she gets home she decides to visit for a few with some people in the tavern. She ends up staying in the tavern a bit longer than she expected. She notices she has been at the tavern for over an hour. She decides that it’s time for her to go home and get the meal ready. Hoping that she may see her mother when she gets there possibly. 

Once she gets home she sees no traces that anyone has been there since she left. She shrugs and thinks that maybe she’ll be here by the evening. She goes inside to start the meal. 

A carriage is seen entering the town of Penrith. “I hope I get to her home soon. I hope she is there. I don’t know if I would want to sit and wait for her to show up. Oh, but I have to. I have come so far, and don’t want to leave with out seeing my daughter,” Emma thinks as the carriage rides through town. 

The carriage comes to a small house near the forest. From the looks of it, it may be Arial’s home. The drive helps the woman out of he carriage and walks her to the door. The woman nods to the man and he goes back to the carriage. 

Arial is working on the meal and still now Emma around. “It’s only mid afternoon. I am sure she’ll show up. I am just being impatient,” Arial says to herself as she makes a few last touches to the meal. “Maybe I started this meal a bit to early.” 

Emma shifts a bit uneasily as she stands in front of the door. She lifts her hand to knock, but puts it down again. She looks back at the driver, he waves, she smiles, and faces the door again. “Maybe I should just go. I don’t know if I am ready for this. Oh, of course I am. I have been ready to meet my daughter for eighteen long years. I should have come sooner. No more time to wait.” She thinks to herself before lifting her arm one more time and softly knocking on the door. 

“Was that a knock?” She thinks to herself as she is setting the table for two. “Could that be my mother? Was it my imagination?” She thinks to herself as she hurriedly goes to the door. She opens the door and gasps a little. The woman, she has a feeling, is Emma. She is an average looking woman. She has the orangish blondish hair like Arial. She has deep green eyes, and is a little heavy set, but not much. She is wearing an emerald green dress, and has a purse to match. Arial thinks she is beautiful. “Emma?” Arial asks a bit shocked, stunned that she is here. Emma smiles, “Yes, I am your mother, Emma. You are as beautiful as I pictured you would be,” Emma says as tears start to form in her eyes. She takes a few steps closer to Arial and hugs her. Arial hugs back, still a bit stunned that she is here. “You have your father’s eyes,” Emma says as she looks into Arial’s honey colored eyes. “I wish you were able to know your father. He was a wonderful man,” she says after pulling away. Arial smiles. “Come in. I have made us some lunch, well, more like dinner now. Are you hungry? We can talk over dinner.” Emma smiles and nodes while she follows Arial inside. 

Emma looks around. She likes what she sees and is glad Arial seems to be doing well. She can smell the food, which smells great. She is hungry since she didn’t get to eat much today. She was in a hurry to get to Penrith. She smiles as Yogi comes up to her waging his tail, wanting attention. “I love dogs. What’s his name?” Emma asks as she leans down to pet Yogi. Arial smiles and responds, “That’s Yogi. I also have a cat, named Kitty. She is around somewhere.” After she responds she walks to the her kitchen and asks Emma to take a seat. Emma smiles and takes a seat. She notices the flowers on the table and thinks they are pretty. “The food smells great, Arial. I am sure you have questions, though. I think you better hear my story and I think that we should talk before eating, if you don’t mind.“ 

“I don’t mind. Lets go to the living room and talk there,“ Arial responds. “Go and take a seat on the couch and I will bring us some tea.“ Emma smiles, nods, and goes take a seat in the living room. 

“I know you may be wondering why I left you and why I haven’t tried to contact you,” Emma begins after a small silence when Arial came back with the tea and came to sit down beside her. “It took me over a year to figure out where you were. I see that you have traveled a lot. I went all the way to Arundel, then Winchester, Evesham, Coventry, all the places that people said you maybe. I finally got contact from Leo and he said that you live in Penrith, Cumberland. He told me the story on how you two met. On how you found out you were brother and sister and how you found out about the family.” She pauses to think. 

“I am glad to know you were looking for me. Why did you wait so long? Why did you get rid of me and not the rest?” Arial asks, starting to get a little irritated all of a sudden. She tells her mother about Liz, calmly at first, but soon anger starts building up, her voice starts rising a bit as she tells about how Liz treated her like she was a maid. How she wouldn’t let her out much and how short she always was with her. She told her about the nights she lied awake at night, wishing for a better life. 

Emma sighs and looks away from Arial for a few moments. When she looks back she says, “I am sorry for leaving you like I did. I had no choice. I had an affair with a man named George Asila, that’s your father, and I became pregnant. My husband, Jean de Grey, found out that the baby wasn’t his and found out it was George’s. He got so mad the night he found out. He ran to Georges home and killed him. No one knew it was Jean, but everyone suspected. No one turned Jean in, and I was too afraid to. Jean said once the baby is born that I better give it away or he will kill it. I knew he would, and I was so afraid of him that I had to give you away, Arial. 

I searched for someone, but found no one suitable that wanted you. I saw an older woman, middle aged, and noticed she lived alone. I thought that maybe you would keep her good company. I went to the woman and asked, once you were born, if she would like to have you. She says she wouldn’t mind taking you in. I was so happy that someone would take you in. A few nights after you were born I put you in a basket wrapped in blanks, wrote a note saying you were Arial Asila. I didn’t know she would treat you that way. I just thought she was a lonely woman. She was always looking out her window as if she was waiting for someone. 

I couldn’t go looking for you until Jean was gone. I was too afraid to leave him, I know I couldn’t kill him. He died, a year or so ago, from a heart attack. As soon as he was dead I went searching for you.” 

Arial calmed down after hearing the story. Arial stops being mad. She didn’t know that she wasn’t really related to her brothers and sisters, or even to the de Greys. She is an Asila. What family is that? Who are they? She thinks this to herself but says out loud, “So, I am not really a de Grey? Should I stop calling myself a de Grey? Should I start calling myself Arial Asila?” 

“No, I would like you to keep both the names. You are both. I want you to be Arial Asila de Grey.” 

“I wouldn’t mind that,” Arial says. “Lets go eat and put this behind us.” 
Emma smiles and agrees. She waits until Arial begins to walk towards the kitchen before standing up and going too. 

As they eat they talk about the family and everything else. Arial tells Emma about her loves she had, about her travels, about how she raised enough money to go to the University, how she switched ways, and how she became a priestess. Emma was impressed. Emma told Arial how she moved back to Scotland where she was born and raised. Told her about how she met Jean, at a jousting arena. Told her how she got to England and how Jean was a professional jouster. Told Arial about George and how he was a poet. He had a way with words. He always had a way of sweeping her off her feet. Arial smiles after Emma tells her about her dad. She wishes she could have met him. 

“I’ll be in town for a few days. I would like to go to a mass of yours,” Emma says as she helps Arial clean the dishes. 

“I would like that. Do you have a place to stay? I don’t have an extra room, but you can stay in mine while you are here. I don’t mind sleeping on the couch,” Arial says. Emma tryst to argue with Arial, but knows there is no point. 

“Ok, ok. I’ll stay in your room,” she says after she stops trying to argue. 

Arial shows her the room, then they both go back to the living room. They both talk half the night away. They talk until they are too tired to say anymore. They soon go off to bed. 

 

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There is a carriage leaving Keswick and on it’s way to Penrith. “I am glad to finally see my girl. I hope Arial will want to see me. I hope it isn’t too late to tell her how sorry I am. I hope she forgives me after I tell her the story. She will I am sure,” Emma thinks to herself as she rides to the town of Penrith. 

Arial wakes up feeling great still. She hopes she doesn’t get disappointed today. She hopes she meets her mother, and she hopes that she will like her mother. She hopes her mother will have a good reason for leaving her alone with Liz. 

Arial spends the moring cleaning her home, making sure everything is clean and neat for when her mother arrives, when and if ever that may be. Once the house is clean she goes off to the market to pick up a few things for the meal she is going to be fixing. 

As she is walking to the market she waves to some she meets “Hello, Mother Arial,” someone say to her as she walks by. Arial smiles at them and keeps on walking . “I wonder how my mom will feel with me being a priestess,” she thinks to herself as she is walking. 

Once she gets to the market she gets the few things she will need for the meal and walks on to her home. Before she gets home she decides to visit for a few with some people in the tavern. She ends up staying in the tavern a bit longer than she expected. She notices she has been at the tavern for over an hour. She decides that it’s time for her to go home and get the meal ready. Hoping that she may see her mother when she gets there possibly. 

Once she gets home she sees no traces that anyone has been there since she left. She shrugs and thinks that maybe she’ll be here by the evening. She goes inside to start the meal. 

A carriage is seen entering the town of Penrith. “I hope I get to her home soon. I hope she is there. I don’t know if I would want to sit and wait for her to show up. Oh, but I have to. I have come so far, and don’t want to leave with out seeing my daughter,” Emma thinks as the carriage rides through town. 

The carriage comes to a small house near the forest. From the looks of it, it may be Arial’s home. The drive helps the woman out of he carriage and walks her to the door. The woman nods to the man and he goes back to the carriage. 

Arial is working on the meal and still now Emma around. “It’s only mid afternoon. I am sure she’ll show up. I am just being impatient,” Arial says to herself as she makes a few last touches to the meal. “Maybe I started this meal a bit to early.” 

Emma shifts a bit uneasily as she stands in front of the door. She lifts her hand to knock, but puts it down again. She looks back at the driver, he waves, she smiles, and faces the door again. “Maybe I should just go. I don’t know if I am ready for this. Oh, of course I am. I have been ready to meet my daughter for eighteen long years. I should have come sooner. No more time to wait.” She thinks to herself before lifting her arm one more time and softly knocking on the door. 

“Was that a knock?” She thinks to herself as she is setting the table for two. “Could that be my mother? Was it my imagination?” She thinks to herself as she hurriedly goes to the door. She opens the door and gasps a little. The woman, she has a feeling, is Emma. She is an average looking woman. She has the orangish blondish hair like Arial. She has deep green eyes, and is a little heavy set, but not much. She is wearing an emerald green dress, and has a purse to match. Arial thinks she is beautiful. “Emma?” Arial asks a bit shocked, stunned that she is here. Emma smiles, “Yes, I am your mother, Emma. You are as beautiful as I pictured you would be,” Emma says as tears start to form in her eyes. She takes a few steps closer to Arial and hugs her. Arial hugs back, still a bit stunned that she is here. “You have your father’s eyes,” Emma says as she looks into Arial’s honey colored eyes. “I wish you were able to know your father. He was a wonderful man,” she says after pulling away. Arial smiles. “Come in. I have made us some lunch, well, more like dinner now. Are you hungry? We can talk over dinner.” Emma smiles and nodes while she follows Arial inside. 

Emma looks around. She likes what she sees and is glad Arial seems to be doing well. She can smell the food, which smells great. She is hungry since she didn’t get to eat much today. She was in a hurry to get to Penrith. She smiles as Yogi comes up to her waging his tail, wanting attention. “I love dogs. What’s his name?” Emma asks as she leans down to pet Yogi. Arial smiles and responds, “That’s Yogi. I also have a cat, named Kitty. She is around somewhere.” After she responds she walks to the her kitchen and asks Emma to take a seat. Emma smiles and takes a seat. She notices the flowers on the table and thinks they are pretty. “The food smells great, Arial. I am sure you have questions, though. I think you better hear my story and I think that we should talk before eating, if you don’t mind.“ 

“I don’t mind. Lets go to the living room and talk there,“ Arial responds. “Go and take a seat on the couch and I will bring us some tea.“ Emma smiles, nods, and goes take a seat in the living room. 

“I know you may be wondering why I left you and why I haven’t tried to contact you,” Emma begins after a small silence when Arial came back with the tea and came to sit down beside her. “It took me over a year to figure out where you were. I see that you have traveled a lot. I went all the way to Arundel, then Winchester, Evesham, Coventry, all the places that people said you maybe. I finally got contact from Leo and he said that you live in Penrith, Cumberland. He told me the story on how you two met. On how you found out you were brother and sister and how you found out about the family.” She pauses to think. 

“I am glad to know you were looking for me. Why did you wait so long? Why did you get rid of me and not the rest?” Arial asks, starting to get a little irritated all of a sudden. She tells her mother about Liz, calmly at first, but soon anger starts building up, her voice starts rising a bit as she tells about how Liz treated her like she was a maid. How she wouldn’t let her out much and how short she always was with her. She told her about the nights she lied awake at night, wishing for a better life. 

Emma sighs and looks away from Arial for a few moments. When she looks back she says, “I am sorry for leaving you like I did. I had no choice. I had an affair with a man named George Asila, that’s your father, and I became pregnant. My husband, Jean de Grey, found out that the baby wasn’t his and found out it was George’s. He got so mad the night he found out. He ran to Georges home and killed him. No one knew it was Jean, but everyone suspected. No one turned Jean in, and I was too afraid to. Jean said once the baby is born that I better give it away or he will kill it. I knew he would, and I was so afraid of him that I had to give you away, Arial. 

I searched for someone, but found no one suitable that wanted you. I saw an older woman, middle aged, and noticed she lived alone. I thought that maybe you would keep her good company. I went to the woman and asked, once you were born, if she would like to have you. She says she wouldn’t mind taking you in. I was so happy that someone would take you in. A few nights after you were born I put you in a basket wrapped in blanks, wrote a note saying you were Arial Asila. I didn’t know she would treat you that way. I just thought she was a lonely woman. She was always looking out her window as if she was waiting for someone. 

I couldn’t go looking for you until Jean was gone. I was too afraid to leave him, I know I couldn’t kill him. He died, a year or so ago, from a heart attack. As soon as he was dead I went searching for you.” 

Arial calmed down after hearing the story. Arial stops being mad. She didn’t know that she wasn’t really related to her brothers and sisters, or even to the de Greys. She is an Asila. What family is that? Who are they? She thinks this to herself but says out loud, “So, I am not really a de Grey? Should I stop calling myself a de Grey? Should I start calling myself Arial Asila?” 

“No, I would like you to keep both the names. You are both. I want you to be Arial Asila de Grey.” 

“I wouldn’t mind that,” Arial says. “Lets go eat and put this behind us.” 
Emma smiles and agrees. She waits until Arial begins to walk towards the kitchen before standing up and going too. 

As they eat they talk about the family and everything else. Arial tells Emma about her loves she had, about her travels, about how she raised enough money to go to the University, how she switched ways, and how she became a priestess. Emma was impressed. Emma told Arial how she moved back to Scotland where she was born and raised. Told her about how she met Jean, at a jousting arena. Told her how she got to England and how Jean was a professional jouster. Told Arial about George and how he was a poet. He had a way with words. He always had a way of sweeping her off her feet. Arial smiles after Emma tells her about her dad. She wishes she could have met him. 

“I’ll be in town for a few days. I would like to go to a mass of yours,” Emma says as she helps Arial clean the dishes. 

“I would like that. Do you have a place to stay? I don’t have an extra room, but you can stay in mine while you are here. I don’t mind sleeping on the couch,” Arial says. Emma tryst to argue with Arial, but knows there is no point. 

“Ok, ok. I’ll stay in your room,” she says after she stops trying to argue. 

Arial shows her the room, then they both go back to the living room. They both talk half the night away. They talk until they are too tired to say anymore. They soon go off to bed. 

 

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The next couple of days Arial showed Emma around town. Arial showed Emma all the shops, bakeries, ect. They walked through the forest together, along with Yogi. After their walk they went to The Highlanders Inn to have some bread pudding and talk for a bit. 

The next day, which is Sunday, Arial and Emma go together to church. Emma wants to see how Arial prepares for mass, and how the mass will be. The mass was on The Peak and The Sun in The Eclipse, the third part of the Aristotelian Myth, in the first book of the Book of Virtues. 

Emma loved the mass. She loved learning about the archangels. “Emma that was wonderful, well done. I wish I could listen to more of your masses, but I can only stay here until tomorrow evening. I do hope we will keep in touch. Will you visit me like I have visited you?” Emma asks once Arial comes up to her after the mass. “Yes, I will visit and write you at least once a week,” Arial responds, a bit disappointed that Emma can’t stay longer. 

Her disappointment soon goes away, for now, when an elderly man, a bit hunched over, bald, has a little grey hair on the sides of his head but not much, and a white bread, comes up to Arial and Emma, “Hello George, did you enjoy the mass?” Arial asks the man. “Yes, I always enjoy your masses, love,” responds the man, “and who is this lovely woman?” He asks as he turns to Emma. Emma smiles and extends out her hand, “I am Emma de Grey, Arials mother.” The mans eyes widen a bit. He has heard Arial’s story and is surprised to see her mother there. He shakes Emmas hand vigerously, says excitedly, still while shaking her hand,”Oh, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you. Arial was afraid she would never see you again. Will you be moving here? Are you taking Mother Arial away?” “Ok, ok George,” Arial says before Emma had the chance to respond, while placing her hand on George’s, “You can stop shaking her hand now. She will not be moving here, and she will not be taking me away. Oh, and I loved the way you were so excited that she might be taking me away with her.” Arial says the last sentence a bit sarcasticly, jokingly. The man laughs, “Oh, Mother, no, of course not, I would never want her to take away the most beautiful Priestess this town has ever had.” He lets go of Emma’s hand. Arial smiles and says, “I am the only Priestess this town has had, and you know better than to flirt with a Priestess.” “Do I?” He responds. Arial smiles but says no more. 

Emma is standing smiling, “It’s nice meeting you George. You are quite a charming man. You must do well with the ladies.” “Oh, I have, but there is only one woman that I love and will always love. She is gone now, died about two years ago now. Which reminds me. Today, I believe, is the day she died. I better go and find some flowers to place on her grave. It was nice meeting you, love, but I must be off now.” He shakes Emma’s hand one last time, kisses the top of her hand, then turns to Arial and bows to her. “Good day to you both,” He says before heading to the door. Emma and Arial watch him go, then turn to each other and smile. “He was a sweet man,” Emma says as they leave the church. “Yes he is,” Arial says. 

As Arial and Emma are leaving the church Arial sees the blond messanger that came to her house to give her the presants from her friends. “Hello Mother Arial, it’s a fine day today isn’t it?” The man asks as Arial and Emma walks past. They stop and turn to him. Arial responds with a smile, “Yes, it is. May I ask your name?” “My name is John, John Carpenter. If you may need anything to be made, since I know you are also a Blacksmith, please, feel free to contact me.” “Thank you, I will sir,” Arial responds. John nods. 

Once Arial and Emma finally left the church they decided to take a seat on a bench in the middle of town and watch people as they go by. After words they will go to the tavern and visit with locals. 

 

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When monday comes around, and evening begins to set in, Arial says her goodbyes to her mother next to the black carriage that will be taking Emma home. 

“Keep in touch, ok? I will write you as soon as I get back to Kirtcudbright. Oh, and before I forget, I have something to give you. It’s a presant you father gave me not too long after we met,” Emma says as she pulls out a rectangular green box. She hands it to Arial. Arial opens it and finds that it’s a gold locet. She opens the locet and in side, in tiney print, says “My Love.” Arial smiles, and looks up at her mother. “Thank you. I will keep this safe and wear it always,” Arial says as she takes the necklace gently out of the box and putting it around her neck. “It’s the only thing I have left from your father, but I would like you to have it. It’s the only thing you will have that will be from your father,” Emma says with a sad smile. 

Arial and Emma are quiet for a few moments, both thinking of George, Emma of the old memories, Arial thinking of memories that could have been. Emma shakes her head, clearing her mind from the thoughts of George. “Well. It’s getting late now. I better get going.” Arial and Emma hug. “I will write and keep in touch. Once I am done with my schooling I will take a visit up to Kirtcudbright. Hope to see you again before that,” says Arial before pulling away. “I would like that,” Emma says, voice a little shakey from holding back tears that are about to roll down her cheeks. Emma turns away, nods to the driver who is standing next to the door to open it for her. Once he does she gets in, looks out the window at Arial, and waves once the carriage starts moving. 

Arial watches Emma’s carriage leave, tears forming in her eyes. Once the carriage is out of site Arial turns to go back inside, tears now gently rolling down her cheeks. 

 

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Arial tells Lydia, when Lydia is ready to leave, that she will meet Lydia in Liverpool in about a week or so. Arial gives Lydia a tight hug and watches her leave. Once Arial was all alone again she cleaned the tea cups and put the jam and bread away that was out. After that went to sit in the living room to think. 

She sits there, with Yogi and Kitty, and thinks about the church and her being priestess. She doesn’t think she’s as “clean” as she should be. She thinks that maybe she should do some meditation in the church for a few days. She feels that she needs to retreat to the church for a while to clear her thoughts and maybe help her feel better. 

She notices, as she looks out the window, that its getting late and that she should go to bed. She will let her next to neighbor know tomorrow to keep an eye on Yogi, Kitty, and the chicken coop for about a week. 

The next day she wakes up, stretches, and gets dressed before going out to make herself a small breakfast. She decides to not wear her dress and wear her trousers, hoses, shirt, shoes, and no hat to retreat. She feels that she will be more comfortable that way. 

Once she’s all dressed and has her little wooden rabbit with her she goes to the kitchen to fix a small breakfast of eggs and toast. After breakfast she says her good byes to Yogi and Kitty, and then goes next door to let her next door neighbor know to take care of her home for her. 

She almost missed the letter that was on the floor next to the door when she goes to open it. She picks it up, opens it, and sees that it’s from her mother Emma. She is glad to hear from her finally. Arial almost forgot about receiving a letter from her. 

The letter says that she has made it home and that she had a nice time in Cumberland, Penrith, and hopes that Arial will visit Scotland sometime. Arial walks to the kitchen, finds some parchment, quill, and pin to write a letter back.  

Quote: 
Dear mother, 

I hope this reaches you safely. I am glad to hear from you. I am planning, probably in over a month, to take a trip up to Kirkcudbright to see you. I am already missing you and can’t wait to hear from you again. I will be in retreat for about a week, but by the time this gets to you, and by the time it you write back, I will be out. I need to clear my thoughts and get away for a while. 

After I am out of retreat, a few days after I will probably take a trip down to CoventryStafford, and stay there for a week or so, depending on how much I like it. Probably wont be the same as I remember it but I still would like to visit it anyway. Once I am back from that trip I will plan another to Scotland

I hope you are doing well, and hope to see you again sometime. Write back, please. 

Love, 

Arial 

Arial puts the letter in an envelope, seals it, puts it in her traveling pack, and walks out the door. 

She lets her next door neighbor know that she will be away for a week, they say they will look after her home, then she goes to find a messenger to send this letter. 

She finds one, gives them a few coins, and tells them who it goes to and where they are located. After that she goes to the church and goes into retreat for a week, making sure, before she does go into retreat, that she has helpers around the church like always. 

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