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Monday, 1 July 2019

When Time Stood Still - Part 2


When people appear in Strangely, nobody quite knows where they come from, but it is as if they have always been here. Nobody remembers a second of where they were, who they were or what they were before their arrival; it is as if that life is deleted, replaced with a new version, the version they are living now. There are those brief moments of confusion in the beginning, but then it is as if they have always been here, always known everyone who lives in Strangely. Know their habits, their voices, their names, as if they have always lived together.

Zara says, out of breath, "One hundred! Now the party can begin."

"Hey, Emily, I'm glad you decided to come," Kevin calls, as he walks closer to them.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, Kevin," Emily says, with a fake smile.

"That's a strange thing to say." He looks down at her with a frown.

Emily laughs nervously. "I don't know where that came from."

"Are you coming with me? Everyone we know is over there." Zara asks.

Without moving an inch, Emily says, "I came, I saw, I was chirpy. Now, I'm going back home."

"Emily, we just got here. It wouldn't look good, besides, it's Mabon, when the day and the night are equal in length, in sublime balance, so we must celebrate," Zara says as her eyes scan the crowd. She nudges Jenny. "Look who's here."

Emily tries to stop looking as if she does not want to be here, and whispers close to Jenny's ear, "It's a love connection."

"Hi, Jason. Just ignore them, they're not trying very hard to be subtle," Jenny says, absolutely mortified as her cheeks burn and her cheeks turn red.

"Let's meet and greet, Emily," Zara says as she pushes her arm through the crook of Emily's, and pulls her away to a crowd of people standing on the other side of the gazebo.

Emily rolls her eyes, but cannot suppress her smile. She needs to relax. It is not always doom and gloom.

Jason leads Jenny toward the balustrade of the gazebo, to a quieter corner where they can speak without being listened to.

"Did you have time to visit the Wishing Well today?" He asks.

"I did, but I couldn't really see anything, the water was all shaded and I thought I saw Abby a few times, which can't be right. I have been really worried about her and was hoping to see her and Chris here tonight. She never came home last night, but sometimes she stays over at Chris'. She always lets us know, though, and last night she didn't."

"Come to think of it, I haven't seen Chris all day, either." He smiles to re-assure her. "Maybe they decided to take the day off."

"I suppose so," Jenny says, distracted and preoccupied as to what she should make of this development.

Leaning her elbows on the balustrade, she glances across the ocean of clouds as far as her eyes can see. The gazebo is higher than any other structure surrounding them, except for the spire of the Town Hall, and no matter which way she looks, she can see all the way to the horizon.



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