March 28th
The strangest thing happened today. I was in the middle of talking to the kids about their math homework for the weekend and a feeling of dizziness and longing came over me. None of them seemed to notice anything, aside from me acting strange and it passed quickly enough. I distracted the kids, and the rest of the period went fine...but I overheard Wendy talking about something that sounded similar at lunch.
I didn’t ask her about it, she’s still upset she had to take on some of my recess supervision duty now that the garden club has started up again. It sure sounded the same.
If it happens again I’ll have to make an appointment with the Dr.
March 29th
Saturday today, no school. I went over there anyways to water the seedlings and check the soil. I ended up spending a few hours covering the soil with tarps and setting up this years compost bin.
On my way home I took the long way, through the forest. It was such a lovely day, and I just had to put off going out of the sun - it’s been such a long winter. I was about halfway home when I saw a boy I recognized from the high school, he had a robin in his lap that looked wounded. I asked him if I could help, but he seemed off somehow and wouldn’t let me see.
I wish he’d let me help, the poor thing looked so small and broken.
March 30th
I spent today at home, working on my own garden. Seeing how much there was to do at the school yesterday reminded me of the few things I could start at home. I spent a few hours getting my hands dirty. I think I miss that more than anything else over the winter. No dirt.
Something awful was on the news. A woman in Toronto was beaten to death, and when they showed the crime scene there was a lynx next to her. A lynx! In the middle of Toronto!
The news woman said something about animals flooding into the city, I have no idea what’s been going on, but I saw a lot more birds than are usually around this time of year – even a barn owl in the middle of the day. My mother called and told me a cougar had strolled through her front yard, cocky as can be right at 2pm. Unbelievable. Luckily she’d brought Amos inside, I’m sure the yappy little devil would have gone for the cougar and that’s not a battle he would win.
March 31st
If I though the last few days were strange well this topped everything. I got a call from the school telling me not to bother going in today. It seems that cougar went for a long stroll around town yesterday and they closed the school just in case. It seems Doug had no luck finding him so they decided better safe than sorry. Oh well, the kids could probably use an extra day to do their homework...or play video games, more likely.
I went for another walk today, keeping up with my resolution to move more and nibble less. There was a coyote sleeping in a bush right next to James and Amy’s porch! And a flock of sparrows on the sills of June’s home too; I tried to shoo them off, they were pecking at the window and making a mess of her clean siding, but they wouldn’t scatter. Just skipped off to the next window. Oh well, who knows where June was, hiding in her basement probably.
I’ll thought ‘I’ll have to bring her a casserole one evening this week, she probably won’t leave her house to get groceries if they’re still out there.’ But when I went past on my way home she was sitting on the step and the little birds were perched all over her! In her hair, two on each shoulder, on her knees. I was so shocked I almost ran right into the telephone pole! She waved at me though, said hi and she’d see me later...
My goodness.
And then more awful things on the news. They showed a woman facing down a bull moose, of all things. Right in Calgary. What on Earth is going on here?!~~~Millie shrugged to herself as she hung up the phone. Too much to hope for another extra day off, but Doung and the deputies had managed to dart the cat and cart it safely out of town so school was back on. She could practically hear the groans from each house as the phone tree went into action to notify all the parents, and then the silent cheers of the parents as they looked forward to their normal routines – and alone time.
A grin split her lips and she chuckled to herself before settling down at her desk. Today hadn’t been quite as interesting as yesterday – thank goodness – but the news had seemed just as awful this morning until she’d turned it right off and left it that way. No need to hear bad news all day, it wasn’t happening here anyways. Not this town.
She spent a few hours going over her lesson plan, tweaking it a bit to include what she had missed that day, and arranging things so that they would be able to talk about current events first thing. Kids always wanted to talk about the news, especially when some of it seemed to brush their lives. Her kids were just at the age where they started realizing the news was real and effecting people just like them. She hadn’t met many grade 6 kids that weren’t even a little interested, once you found the right topic.
Just as she was about to heat up left overs for her dinner Millee heard a commotion outside and ran to the window. Something was going on three doors down, Judy’s house! Millie grabbed her jacket and slipped on her flats as she ran outside, cell phone in hand. If Judy’s ex-husband had shown up again she wasn’t going to let Judy face that idiot alone. Not after he’d broken her arm the last time.
When she got nearer she could see Judy on the ground on her front walk, holding something in her hands and weeping. Whoever it was that had been yelling was gone, but Mellie saw small feathered bodies – at least 4 – on the ground around Judy.
“What happened!? Are you ok? Judy?” Mellie reached out and touched the nervous woman’s shoulder hesitantly. Judy never liked being touched, not that Mellie blamed her, and she looked so upset she might not even know who it was talking to her.
Judy didn’t jerk away, she merely looked up at Mellie, big green eyes full of tears and sobbed “They killed them. Poison. All the young ones...” She couldn’t say anymore, but her heaving sobs and rolling tears said more to Mellie than words every could.
Mellie’s heart almost broke at the heartwrenching sobs. She knelt down next to Judy and gathered the small bodies in her hands, one was still warm. “Come on Judy, we can bury them under your rose bush.”
Judy didn’t move until Mellie stood, then took the sparrow Judy held in her palms. Judy looked even more upset for a moment, then the words seemed to sink in and she nodded. The rosebush had been a present from Judy’s mother for her wedding. The only good thing she’d gotten out of the wedding in Mellie’s mind.
Since Judy tended her flowers carefully it wasn’t hard for Mellie to locate the garden tools, and it was quick work to dig a small trench-grave for the sparrows. She laid them down, one by one and Judy brushed a kiss from her fingertips on each one.
As Mellie was about to begin scooping dirt over the 5 lifeless birds something rushed by her face, followed closely by something rustling her hair at the nape of her neck. She felt something close to her face again, and was about to cry out when she heard Judy say “No, it’s ok. She’s a friend.”
Mellie looked at Judy and saw she had sparrows on each of her shoulders again, unnaturally silent sparrows, awake after dark.
Now it was Mellie’s eyes that got big and she stared at this quiet, mousey, anxious woman who had wasted away from her nerves in the three years Mellie had lived nearby. A quiet strength was showing itself, and she held out her hand for the last little sparrow male to flit down to and perch on.
Neither woman said anything else, Judy silent in her grief and surrounded by the odd sparrows, Mellie thoroughly confused and not a little anxious of the quick birds surrounding her friend.
It was done in less than five minutes and Mellie tamped the soil down and spread leave back over the little grave. Kneeling in the dirt with her head down as she said a silent prayer for the little souls. When she stood Judy was watching her closely.
“You don’t know what’s happening do you. Did you see the news today?” At Mellie’s slow shake of her head Judy smiled, a quick and unpleasant expression. Tight and full of the strange confidence that seemed to have infused in her over night. “They’re calling people like me wildlings, strangers, fey.” Judy’s smile sharpened even more, “No one helped when they saw Carl beating me through the windows, or heard me crying...and now they feel justified.”
She paused, then gulped back another sob, “And now they sprinkled poison in my bird seed, killing the innocent.” She took a deep breath and squared her shoulders, visibly strengthening. “I’m not staying here anymore.”
Mellie rested her hand on Judy’s arm, “Where will you go? Why, Judy?” The other woman’s only answer was to shake her head and smile that tight little smile. Judy looked away then, and squeezed Mellie’s hand before stepping away and going into her house.
It was a few moments before Mellie’s good sense overcame her surprise. Then, she set the spade up against Judy’s step and slowly went back home. If she had felt confused before, well now she had no idea what was going on.
It was late, and the little drama down the street had drained her, so Mellie ate her small dinner then read a bit before trying to sleep. She kept dreaming of downy, feathery bodies. Still and lonely.
After she woke up for the third time she finally managed to sink down into a restful sleep, but only after deciding to look into this whole mess more the next day.
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*OOC Note: Alright folks, go ahead and get those intros up. Take your cues from Mellie, no animal buddies yet, but we'll get there soon I hope :) At the beginning of each post please add your character's pic and a permalink to their CS, I think it'll make things simple for anyone replying later one, but I think it's a brilliant Idea. (no credit to me, btw, someone mentioned it in the articles and guides forum and I'm stealing it :D)