Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Abbey, Orb's Year 921-924

Orb's Year 921
The minute Abbott Mark heard the news concerning his daughter, he called up the social worker who had taken Gemma from the twin Baker girls.
"Gemma!"  he called out as he leaned down to give her a kiss.

"Am I here to stay?" she asked, looking around.

"Of course! You can stay here as long as you wish."

Gemma looked around, hesitant.  "Should I start cleaning the bathroom, first?" she asked.

"No!" Mark exclaimed.  "You're here as my daughter... Gemma Grocer!"
Leaning down, he winked.  "And all wonderful occasions need fireworks!" he confided.

Then with a wave of his wand...
"Daddy! Look!" Gemma exclaimed as she looked at the sky.  "Pretty!!!"

Mark lifted his daughter up to watch the spectacular show, squeezing her tight.  He'd been a fool to entrust the care of his only daughter with Debbie.  That woman looked out for no one but herself.  Perhaps if she'd only come here to the Abbey, her life could have been turned around - as his had!
After bathing Gemma & giving her a new dress to wear, it was soon time for dinner.  Gemma pushed the food around on her plate, glancing around.  Abbott Mark supposed she was trying to make sense of her new home.

It was quite a difference from the little hut she grew up in!

Orb's Year 922
Fiona Farmer had never worked this hard a day in her life!  She cleaned up puddles left from messy bathers...
...she scrubbed the toilets daily...
...and she tended the garden.  Tending the garden was the high point in her day.  She loved putting her fingers in the dirt and tending to the plants!  It made her feel closer to her family at times like this...
"Farrah!" Fiona exclaimed, elated.  "You came to visit!"

"Of course! I couldn't go that long without seeing my other half!" Farrah giggled.  "So tell me about the Abbey," she sighed, wishing that her brother Cade had seen fit to drop her off here.  Something about it called to her.  "Is Abbess Abigail as spectacular are she seems?"

Fiona scrunched her face.  "I wouldn't know.  Most don't deign to speak to me here.  Not because they're rude, but because their noses are buried in their books!"

"What about you? Tell me all about the Consuls!"
Fiona and Farrah settled in to talk for what felt like hours.  Too soon, it was time to say goodbye to her sister.

"Come visit me soon!" Farrah called as she started the long walk to her new home.

Orb's Year 923
Belinda wasn't quite sure how to act around Fiona Farmer.  Fiona was a nice girl, but they didn't seem to have much in common.  Fiona loved to try to gossip about boys, but Belinda wasn't interested in things like that.
She spent her time learning the path of enlightenment.  She hoped to one day be considered the head Abbess of the Abbey, after Abigail passed on.
Belinda began to look out for little Gemma Grocer.  It was important to start a child's instruction early in their life so that they had a love of learning and knowledge!
As such, Belinda made sure that Gemma never missed a day of school, that she understood her assignments and that she studied a few chapters a night with her in the reading hall.

Orb's Year 924
Gemma sighed as she glanced around the empty hall.  She missed her sisters, she thought sadly.  She knew that life at the hut had not been perfect, but surely they hadn't needed to take her away!

She should've cleaned up a little more... been less of a hoyden!  Perhaps if she had behaved better, they wouldn't have felt the need to take her away.

Not that she minded living here.  She had nice, laundered clothing, baths daily, and good food to eat.  But she was lonely.
Her father never had time for her, always hurrying about, talking about enlightenment and studies.

Bleh! Gemma thought sourly.

Belinda was almost just as bad! Even though it gave Gemma a pang of guilt for thinking such a thought.  Belinda was kind and sweet and made sure that Gemma always did her instructional work, attended school & studied.  But, there was no fun and games! It was all a lot of sitting quietly and being patient.

And adults always knew when she started misbehaving because her steps echoed down the empty halls.

That was if someone decided to pay attention.  Generally, there was some sort of "enlightenment" that the adults here were distracted by...
...Abbess Abigail and her volumes of manuscripts that she was writing about the Celestial Orb and the Path to Enlightenment....
...Abbess Mallory with her love of painting...
...Abbess Belinda and her obsession with the outer-world...
..and her father, Abbott Mark, with his nose buried in a book.

Gemma sighed and pushed her food around her plate.  What she wanted was a friend!

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