The air was heavy and there was a thick layer of mist lurking above the grass. Claire let her suitcase fall onto the moist grass and walked along the large open field. To her, this was a completely different world. All she had on her was her suitcase filled with clothes and small essentials she had managed to pack. She had her cell phone placed in her pocket, and in her wallet she had a small amount of money she managed to bring from home.
She had a full day ahead of her, and she wasn’t about to waste it. With the little amount of money she had, she was able to gather up only the essentials. She bought a brand new single bed, accompanied with a plain white toilet. In addition, she was able to find herself a plain fridge and stove in order to cook her meals. Buying a stove; as if I’ve ever even prepared myself a meal… I wonder if this town has personal chefs?
First things first, Claire decides to explore her new hometown. There weren’t many people in the streets seeing as it was still early in the morning; the sun only still rising.
After a short walk she found herself on a beach over-looking the bluest ocean she’d ever seen. She was startled when she heard a voice behind her, “This is the perfect time for fishin’ gal.”
“Pardon?” Claire couldn’t understand the man’s southern accent.
“You came here to fish am I right?”
“Oh, no. I’m just uh…”
“You’re new to the Plains aren’t ya?”
“Why, how would you know?” Claire asked, surprised.
“Lady, you’re accent is heavy enough for anyone to know you ain’t around here. Besides… It’s impossible to miss a new face in this tiny town. Where you stayin?”
“Well Sir, I just arrived and I’m currently residing on the dirt road, only five minutes from here.”
“Golly! There ain’t no home on that path?”
“Hopefully I’ll be able to change that quickly.”
Claire kept walking, never getting tired of watching the new sceneries. Every person she crossed looked at her as if she came from a different world; which in some way it did feel that way.
She approached a young girl who was picking out apples in a public park.
“Pardon me madam, but does this town not have a grocery store?” Claire asked politely.
“Course we do! But I rather pick out fresh fruits. You ought to try some! Besides, the grocery here has prices way over my budget! Here, why don’t ya try one of my apples?”
The lady tossed her a bright red apple. Claire looked at it, but didn’t dare take a bite.
“Oh alright gal, I get it! You’re not from around here are ya?” Before Claire could even answer, she continued. “Just by looking at those pearl earrings you got, I bet you can go buy all the apples ya want!”
“Actually I am new to this town. I don’t have anything worth a fortune besides these pearl earrings.”
“What’s your story lady?”
“I’d rather not get into it, if you don’t mind.” Claire answered with a smile, and politely started walking away when the lady called out to her. “Listen gal I don’t know where you’re from or how you got here but if ever you need a helping hand, you just come find me!”
“Thank you, I will.”
“It’s none of my business, I know, but if what you’ve got on your back is all you’ve got, then you’d better get gardening! There are many ways you can get your food in a place like this.”
Claire’s stomach made a loud grumble, reminding her how hungry she was. “I’ll take note of that, thank you madam.”
“You can call me Rosy!” the lady yelled out with a broad smile, waving Claire goodbye.
It was just past noon and Claire was famished. She walked by one of the local restaurants but when she took a quick glance at the menu, she kept walking. To her, everything in this town was unusual. Why was everyone taking time to talk to her, trying to help her? Even the food was out of the ordinary. For goodness sake what’s a Chilli Mixed Corn Dog? Or Fried Onion Rings accompanied with a lemon Jelly?
After hours of exploring the streets, Claire made her way back down the dirt road and onto her piece of land. She was truly starving.
“I see the house ain’t coming along too well!” startled, Claire turned around to see the man who was fishing earlier this morning.
He continued, “I didn’t get to introduce myself ma’am. The name’s Chuck, and I live just a couple of fields down the valley.”
“Sir, with all due respect I’d rather you not visit my property unexpectedly.”
“Whoa there lady! I just came here because I got ya your dinner; just a way of welcoming you to the neighborhood.”
“Thank you, I truly appreciate it, but I don’t need –“ Claire was cut off as the old man handed her a large fish wrapped in tinfoil.
“Ma’am you just take it, it’ll make me more than happy!” Chuck said with a polite smile and started walking back towards his large pick-up truck. As he got back into his car, Claire yelled out, “For proper introductions, my name is Claire!”
Okay, so maybe I will have to do this their way. Claire thought to herself as she bit through the apple and gathered whatever seeds it contained. She went to a moist green patch of grass and dug out a hole for her seeds, hoping to get results soon.
How can a lady with my prestigious and wealthy background get herself to this point?
It was only when the sun began to set that Claire realized what she had gotten herself into. She had entered a new world and was now left completely by herself.
– Just thought I’d mention that there has been an update in the *Family Home* page! It’s not much, but for the founder, it’s a start!
– Also…Claire was just going through another regular day, and when I made her have cereal for breakfast … She found herself her own creative seat! Weird though because she does have a chair and table? Thought I’d share this with you hehe…