What's in a name?
A simple girl sits by the
window; she can't be older than eighteen at the most. Her mousy
hair pulled back into a braid, her dark eyes concentrating on the
book in her hand. What is she reading I wonder? A boy sits next
to her and glances down at the book. "Rebecca…I've never heard of
it…what's it about?"
The girl looks over at
the boy and closes her book. In almost a whisper she replies
"It's about a girl who falls for a man just to find out later
that he murdered his wife…" but before she could finish her
synopsis, the train stopped. "I'm sorry, this is my stop…"
The girl stands to leave
and the boy follows her. It turns out that this is his stop as
well. "Please continue" he says
As the two walk away from
the station, the plot of the story is shared. After quite some
time the two people come to a fork in the road; one fork leading
to town, while the other leads into the countryside. Each person
is going on a different path and thus the two stop in the middle
to say farewell. "Thank you for walking here with me, my name is
Jake. What's yours?"
The simple girl looks at
him and smiles slightly "It was my pleasure walking with you
Jake, I hope we meet again" and without answering his question
turned to the countryside fork and began to walk off.
The boy, Jake, realizing
that his question had been ignored called after her "but I didn't
get your name!"
The girl simply raised
her arm and waved goodbye, continuing on her walk. Jake shook his
head and turned towards town, towards home. The mousy girl
continued walking until she came to a small house. This house
wasn't painted, nor was the barn next to it; they hadn't ever
gotten around to painting them. A cat curled up to the girl's leg
as she approached the doorway and she took a moment to bend down
and give the cat the attention that it desired. As she stood from
petting the feline, the door to the house opened. A woman, who
was not so small nor not so tall stepped out and hugged our
mysterious girl. "My dear, welcome back…welcome home. How was the
The mousy girl hugged her
mother back and said "Interesting enough I suppose. I think I
won't go back again, it doesn't really suit my tastes"
The two women laughed as
they walked inside. During the time afterwards, we discover that
the mother of our mystery child is named Lillian and that her
husband, Bert, was a farmer who had fallen a little behind the
times. Lillian's daughter is very happy to be home as, we now
know, she had been in the city for quite some time now and
discovered that she wasn't enjoying it.
The next morning our
young girl goes out and does chores typical to farm life.
Lillian, her mother, asks her to please go into town to buy some
things that she will need to make dinner later on that night. So
our young protagonist goes back to the fork in the road, but this
time takes the other side. As she makes her way into town, she
looks around at all the small shops: the butchery, the grocers,
the barber, and all the other small buildings of equal
importance. She is very glad that she is back where things make
She steps into the
grocers and begins picking up the items that her mother had asked
her to grab. As she was walking out the door she happened to look
up; for our dear protagonist likes to walk looking at her shoes.
In front of her stood, who else but, Jake. "Well I'm glad I
decided to go to the store today and not put it off until
tomorrow" He smiled.
Our young protagonist
smiled and curtly replied "Well it's good to see you again so
soon as well"
We'll step away from
their conversation for a moment to observe the setting here. The
town of course is small and is practically a one-horse town of
the old West. But our two young characters are quite different.
Jake, our dear boy, is tall, he has hair the color of the earth
when it rains, we can't see what color his eyes are from here but
I assume they're the color of pure clean water. He stands before
our young girl in a pair of blue jeans and a faded Metallica
t-shirt with a simple pair of black sneakers to cover his feet.
He needs a haircut I suppose but at least he's clean shaven. He
laughs and this brings us to look at our laughing protagonist.
Her hair being a mousy brown, she's not tall but neither is she
short. Her eyes are covered by the bangs that hang into her face
and she is wearing a pair of faded overalls over a simple
off-white t-shirt that may have been white once upon a time. Her
shoes are dirty old sneakers that she's probably owned
What do our two
characters have in common I wonder? Everything? Nothing?
Anything? Who knows…why did they meet the way they did? I suppose
that's because I willed them to. I willed these two country-folk
to have an adventure in the city and to meet on the train back to
their hometown. I willed them to want to get to know one another,
just as later on I shall will more things to happen to them. Oh
look, our mousy girl is waving goodbye to Jake and walking away.
I suppose we should follow her home but I'll leave that for the