Part 50 (1/2)
”This is just me askin', you understand, in a kind neighborly way, takin' an interest sort of thing, wouldn't be human if I didn't-”
Agnes sighed. ”Yes?”
”...you got much to do with your evenin's these days?”
There was just enough rebellion left in Agnes to put a sarcastic edge on her voice. ”Oh? Are you offering to teach me something?”
”Teach? No,” said Granny. ”Ain't got the patience for teaching. But I might let you learn.”
”When shall we three meet again?”
”We haven't met once once, yet.”
”O' course we have. I've person'ly known you for at least-”
”I mean we Three Three haven't haven't Met Met. You know...officially...”
”All right...When shall we three meet?”
”We're already here.”
”All right. When shall-?”
”Just shut up and get out the marshmallows. Agnes, give Nanny the marshmallows.”
”Yes, Granny.”
”And mind you don't burn mine.”
Granny sat back. It was a clear night, although clouds mounting toward the hub promised snow soon. A few sparks flew up toward the stars. She looked around proudly.
”Isn't this nice nice,” she said.
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