Chapter 199: Day 198

Day 198,

No rain this morning, so I went on ahead and made the walk back to the Village for the day.  It was… easier this time.  Mentally at least.

Lin stayed at the house.  Good for her.  She needed the day off.  Good for Maiko too.  I for one find myself all too happy to leave the house to them for a bit.  It’s never truly felt like “mine” anyway, more like just the place I tend to stay the most and it feels good to share it.

Spent today attending to the various requests for tellings, apologizing for my delayed replies, and explaining current situations.  For the most part, everyone was understanding and we were able to work out more specifics and set some dates scheduled for after the upcoming funeral.

Now I need to go refresh myself on stories to fit requests and practice speaking at length again.  I’ll probably wind up using Cass as a test audience the next time she’s back to helping in the archive.  Or maybe Norman and Marva.

 

No incidents on the way back to the house.  Lin and Maiko were making dinner when I walked in.  I’m not sure if that’s the first time I’ve heard Maiko laugh, but I don’t think it can be more than the third.  Whatever the joke or anecdote that I’d just missed was they weren’t inclined to share, although the denials claiming it to be “nothing” were laced with more than a little sniggering.  I figure fifty-fifty it was either about me or something embarrassing on one or both of their parts.

Either way, I’m content just seeing the two of them happy, especially with how Lin was yesterday.

Thus followed a pleasant evening of dinner and lounging around exchanging stories of younger days.  For those of us who had younger days anyway.  While I have plenty of stories assumedly from my hypothetical child and teen years, I have no stories of such a time in my life and the two are not the same.  “That reminds me of a story…” simply plays a different conversational role from “That reminds me of the time…”.  While I could substitute the former for the latter - and I even tried at one point - it just doesn’t feel quite right.  Some combination of disingenuous and childish.  And even if others don’t see it that way, I’ll see myself that way.

Good thing I generally prefer listening to speaking.

 

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