Wednesday, June 06, 2007

A Barbarous Land

“Let’s have a reunion.”

Harold’s raised eyebrows made it more of a question. Jasfoup frowned. “What sot of reunion?” he asked. “Everyone we know already lives around here. We see most of them most days.”

“I meant a family reunion.” Harold stepped forward, his enthusiasm plain.

Jasfoup’s sharp intake of breath stopped him. “Where?” he said.

“Here.” Harold’s gesture took in Brimmington Manor. “It’s familial grounds.”

“Only for four generations.” Jasfoup stood, a fluid motion that brought him upright faster than Harold could blink. “You family’s lands are really in Nod, where your brother was banished after he killed Abel.”

“There, then.” Harold was determined.

Jasfoup patted him on the back. “They don’t have tea in Nod,” he said.

Harold shrugged. “It was just an idea.”

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