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Ruth T. Cover
Sun Jul 24, 2005 at 05:48:35 am EDT
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The Pub
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Hey, I found the beginning of a new Ruth chapter in my driver, and polished it a bit...It is not the best, but probably I won't have the time to make it better. So here it is.

Things hasn’t been easy for Ruth lately. She recently broke up with her boyfriend after she saw him cheating. In addition, she has been having some scary experiences in the old house she just inherited (hearing voices, having “feelings”, near death experiences in her bathtube). As a result, our heroine invites her best friend Alexia to live with her. Once self-described as a nice girl, she seems to be turning into a bitter one…For more, links of old chapters at the bottom. You really need to read them to follow, I guess




The Pub


28 of January


We Irish people are proud of our rain. Don’t let our complains foul you. We are the best in having the worst weather. Moreover, nice consequences of the weather are the pubs. Trust me, pubs were invented by an irish man who was tired of waiting for a friend under the rain.

Are you okay there by yourself, lovee?. Another pint?

Several thoughts jump into my mind in response to the waitress’ cheerful voice. Like are you saying I am a loser standing in a pub all by myself? or I am not your love and If I hear another pipe, I puke, swear to god. Call me harsh, but I hate cheerful bright people when I am down. And lately, I am down.

Thanks, Sara. I will wait for my friend for the next one

She goes away but not before getting my name, that I’m a single, what I do for a living and that I am the new owner of the Old House…The charm of small places, I guess. I entertain myself looking around the stinky pub, while I wait for Alex to join me. The waitress march like a dancer between the tables, bouncing her hips and wisely avoiding hands in her way. How she can stand these killing stilettos is beyond me. Nightlife at the local pub, however lively, is not to my taste…

Hi. You new around here?

Funny how just a couple of words can change lives in a second…and opinions. Perhaps this hole is not that bad

Er…

”Er?”..Damn, Ruth. Get a grip. Just because you just met the father of your children dosen’t mean it has to render you speechless. Say something witty. After all, you are used to be chat by men. Not like him, my mind insists. He is gorgeous. I despise prettiness in a man….but his is an intriguing face. True black hair, fair skin and mean eyes. I’m in love.

After I find my voice, I invite him to sit down at my table. I learn he is the village doctor. Who would have guessed looking at his rough good looks.

And what is best, his eyes are slightly flirting. Slightly flirting, slightly interested, who knows what can happen tonight.

Hi there. Traffic was impossible in this rain

Alex *happens* tonight. The doctor flirting eyes turn, look at Alex and the story repeats itself…He is the one who falls in love now. Com’n boy, stop drooling…She is not a goddess.

Alex doesn’t seem to notice the effect she is causing on him, but that is Alex for you. Causing havoc with these green eyes and gorgeous red hair without even trying. When the hunk goes for another round, she turns to me with a look I know very well.

How are you copping after..are you really ok?. You look… different, since the break up…

I look away. She blushes.

Two more pints later, our new friend is told about the ghost. I’m okay with it. It cannot hurt letting people know about Remembrance mysteries. You know, in case something bad really happens…

You think old Dru’s house is haunted?. Join the club. There isn’t a soul here who doesn’t know someone who knows someone who saw a ghost

When he laughs like that I feel like declaring my love..not that he is paying too much attention to me anymore. Courteous yes, but not interested. Not even slightly.

I am so going to kill Alex

No, really. I have been doing my homework. The house is indeed haunted

And there she goes, telling us that the late Drusilla Lemas was the grandmother of a child who died at age of 5. Hence the name of Child’s peak where the house stands. The circumstances of his death were unclear, but rumours pointed at the child mother, Drushila older daughter, as the one responsible for his death.

Do you mean she killed her son and now she haunts the place?

Great, now I’m sharing the house with a psycho ghost.

At least that is what people said after she took her own life months after the tragedy

Yeah. That is what has being going around these parts for years. Dosen’t make it true. What it is clear is a child died and her mother committed suicide. Heaven knows she had enough motivation. What happened here was a double tragedy. The rest is bull. Anyway, for more details, Sara is your woman…her family have been leaving here for generations.

I think I already know, and even if I don’t want to ask, I cannot help myself

How did he die?

drowned in the bathtub


Oh, well..Now I know I am crazy AND my house is indeed haunted…





The Letter: http://www.mangacool.com/php/show.php?board=parodyverse&msg=20040116131003

The Call: http://www.mangacool.com/php/show.php?board=parodyverse&msg=20040121190759

The Bath: http://www.mangacool.com/php/show.php?board=parodyverse&msg=20040212123656

The change: http://www.mangacool.com/php/show.php?msg=parodyverse-20040331182520





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