Day 2 - Late Morning - A walk with Annabelle

[Cloud Dancing]

Cloud Dancing smiled slightly. "Memories are important things. I will pray to the gods that it returns swiftly." He looked over at Annabelle

[Annabelle Rose Emerson]

Annabelle smiled shyly to Cloud Dancing. She didn't expected talk with a indian and nor heard something fully of wisdom from a "wild" man from what she heard about them in Boston.

[Cloud Dancing]

Cloud Dancing looked up at the sky. "Its time I was on my way to make my trades in town."

[Preston A. Lodge III]

(Just as they were about to depart each other, something instantly came to Preston’s mind. He made a sign to Cloud Dancing to wait up)

Preston: Ah, wait just a second Cloud Dancing. Now that we so rarely come across each other, I’d like the privilege to ask you in the matter of what we discussed two weeks ago outside the Gazette.

(Cloud Dancing stood still looking at Preston, knowing what he was about to ask)

Preston: Have you given it some consideration regarding my offer of selling your wears at my hotel? As I’ve told you, I’m in position to pay a much higher price than of what Loren is paying you.

[Cloud Dancing]

"I am still thinking of your offer. I will let you know soon of my answer."

[Preston A. Lodge III]

(Preston glanced at Annabelle, then back at Cloud Dancing)

Preston: I’d advise you to make your decision as soon as possible, or I might as well withdraw my proposal.



(He looked Cloud Dancing in the eye, then made a nod)

Preston: Good day.

(He tipped his hat quickly, then took Annabelle by the arm, as they began to walk away from Cloud Dancing)

Preston: There’s a view of a beautiful valley just around the trees.

(He pointed in the direction, while he and Annabelle moved further on)

[Annabelle Rose Emerson]

The woman walked side of Preston.

Annabelle: That is a pretty place here, it is so different of Boston.

She smiled to Preston.

Annabelle: I don't know why, but I feel better here than in that city.

[Cloud Dancing]

Cloud Dancing gave a nod and started making his way towards town.

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[Preston A. Lodge III]

Preston: Yes, I actually think you’ll like living here. Of course everything in the west is still primitive to the likes of Boston.



(He took in the beautiful view and then glanced back to Annabelle)

Preston: You know, there was a time when you would have given anything to paint such a magnificent landscape.

[Annabelle Rose Emerson]

Annabelle smile fade out.

Annabelle: Well, if you said it... I saw few painting in Boston, but I don't remember had paint it, it is like it I didn't did them.

She sat down on a wood part, for rest few minutes.

Annabelle: I wish be able to haev something to said to you. Albert said to me that I usually talked a lot, too much as my mother-in-law opinion.

The woman stretch her arm, picked a small white flower on the grasses and made turn the small flower in her finger.

[Preston A. Lodge III]

(Preston turned around from his view, feeling unhappy hearing Annabelle talk with sadness in her voice. He walked closer towards her and took a seat next to her, putting his hand on hers to comfort her)

Preston: You’ll see, you will remember everything before you know it, that’s a promise.

(Even though it was something that could not be promised, he wanted so much for her to recover. It pained him to see Annabelle like this and he wanted to do everything in his power to help her. He looked down on the basket from Grace and glanced back to Annabelle)



Preston: Care for a fresh baked bun and some water? I think a light meal would be suitable now.

(He turned his glance towards the basket again, searching for the one apple that he had, thinking that perhaps Annabelle preferred the fruit instead)

[Annabelle Rose Emerson]

Annabelle: The apple would be fine. Thank you.

She pick-up the fruit from Preston hand and smiled back to him.

Annabelle: I mean, thank you for the apple, but for your time too. You probably had to cancel some of your businesses...


She try to not think about the problems she brought to her husband - in despite she not remember him or them, she was annoyed to everything happened after her accident.

Annabelle: Please, talk me more about Alexander. ALbert told me that you are his godfather.

She tried to change the subject from Albert to Alexander.

[Preston A. Lodge III]

Preston: Alexander? He and Victoria is the light in yours and Albert’s life. Sometimes he’s stubbornness overcomes his commonsense, but he tries hard to please everyone, being a hardworking young man.

He smiled to himself. Alexander had some of his own qualities.



Preston: He’s caring towards those he loves and has a kind heart like his mother, always trying to do whatever is best.

With those last words, Preston smiled endearing to Annabelle. He knew this was a son anyone would be proud of and he was honored being the godfather of such a clever child.

[Annabelle Rose Emerson]

The woman glanced around few second, searching for the good words to answer.

Annabelle: This amnesia affected everyone there, but Alexander seem the most affected. I didn't know what to said to him for not hurt him more. I would like so much be able to be a good mother for him, as a good wife for Albert, that is terrific for me to try to feel closer with them without know who they are, like strangers.



She closed her eyes and put her hand on her mouth for try to hide her sob. She stood up, turned back from Preston and took a deep breath.

Annabelle: I'm sorry. I deeply wish that not one had to suffer from this.

She tried to stay strogn in front of Albert for not worries him more, but it was too difficult to keep all that for herself.

[Preston A. Lodge III]

(Preston stood up as well and moved closer towards Annabelle who was in grief)

Preston: You mustn’t blame yourself with this accident. Your family only wishes for you to get well soon, nothing more. I’m sure Alexander understands your condition and that he loves you. If you just show him that you’re there for him, then that’s all he needs from you and soon you’ll be able to consult with him on a more familiar basis.



(He glanced around, while thoughts were running through his mind. He looked at Annabelle, having a tender expression)

Preston: Annabelle, if I may ask, what is the last thing you have a memory of?