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Candy ‘O’ clock !!!
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“Tell you later,” Silverwind told her. “Get a cabriolet and a couple of horses and by the time you reach the house I should have the vault emptied.”
“Silverwind,” the one-legged innkeeper greeted him, “Welcome back. Haven’t seen you and Oceanvine in two years or more.”
“It’s good to see you again, Jim-peg,” Silverwind replied. They had made this a regular stop on their previous visits to Keesport.
The years had not treated Jim-peg well. The last time Silverwind had seen him, he may have been minus one leg, but was not crippled by the fact in any meaningful way. Now he was hobbling painfully on his crutches, but still trying to be as active as ever.
“What happened?” Silverwind asked.
“What, this?” Jim-peg said in reply, indicating the difficulty he was having. “Just getting old. It happens to all of us in the end. Good thing my daughter and her husband are here to help. This will be theirs when I pass, not that I’m in any hurry to do so, mind.” Silverwind smiled and nodded at Jim-peg’s spirit.
“And you as well, and is this young Candle?” Jim-peg continued. “Lad, it’s been even longer. I don’t think you’ve gotten much taller, but you’ve filled out. Back from University now are you?”
“Just graduated,” Candle confirmed, “And looking forward to my first glass of your als. It’s about time I had the right drink to go with your kamo biscuits.”
“That it is, lad. Though I suppose you aren’t a lad no more, are you?”
“It’s okay, Jim-peg,” Candle told him. “I don’t mind, especially from an old friend.”
“Thank you, lad. Thank you. And I don’t make the kamos any more, but my daughter does and I swear hers are better than mine ever were.”
“And yours were excellent,” Silverwind added.
“Thank you,” Jim-peg replied with a painful half bow. “Oh, go ahead, Oceanvine, there’s already hot water in the bath house.” Oceanvine smiled and hurried off to wash off the road dust. “Too bad my son-in-law can’t get the hang of brewing proper als yet, but I think it will come to him in time. Silverwind, Candle, if you’ll have a seat I’ll get the ale for you.”
“So how have you been otherwise,” Silverwind asked the innkeeper when he and his daughter returned with a pitcher of ale and the dark red biscuits traditionally served with the Granomish ale Jim-peg brewed.
“Passable, I suppose. Not as much traffic on the roads this spring so business is down. I really ought to paint the place but it will have to wait another season or two. I suppose there’s more goods going by sea these days.”
“Not that I’ve heard,” Candle replied. “I just sailed across the Great Bay and the captain of the ship I was on complained his business was down lately too and that other captains have been having the same trouble.”
“Sorry to hear that,” Jim-peg replied. “But that sort of thing happens from time to time. You have a bad year or two then things start to improve. Fortunately I don’t need much to live on, so I’ll make it though the lean times, if that’s what we’re in just now. So how is it up in Renton?”
Silverwind told him the news about the town, but didn’t mention the fire of the previous evening and Candle talked about what had been happening in Randona at the time he left.
“I think business must be slow all over the Archipelago,” Candle opined. “Now that you mention it, the merchants in Randona have been complaining too. I wonder why that should be.”
“Maybe you should have studied economics,” Silverwind noted.
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Is this going to stay at 4 minutes the whole time?
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Do it!! Some kids were howling somewhere in my neighborhood when I was sitting outside on my balcony this summer. I totally howled back at them!
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Appsclusive mystery box… no thank you
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Baby Shark, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo
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