The Old Man
# e' [) M5 R Q* }; n$ `$ @Tika Waylan straightened herback with a sigh. flexing her shoulders to ease her crampedmuscles. ; i- k% Q) j- ^4 G& p- \$ }- b
She tossed the soapy bar rag into the water pail and lanced around the empty room.
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2 `# H, g& ~9 C9 q. ]4 OIt was getting harder to keep up the old inn. There was a lotof love rubbed into the warm finish of the wood, 1 Y, }! v n8 V% n
but even loveand tallow couldn't hide the cracks and splits in the well-usedtables or prevent a customer from sitting on an occasionalsplinter.
. k7 K/ v9 a3 U: {9 z% u I8 e: tThe Inn of the Last Home was not fancy, not like someshe'd heard about in Haven. It was comfortable. 1 V/ @- W$ }9 I8 G+ L
The living tree in which it was built wrapped its ancient arms around it lovingly, while the walls and fixtures were crafted around theboughs
4 \6 C' k1 F- X" A( x6 a( E' Rof the tree with such care as to make it impossible to tell where nature's work left off and man's began. The bar seemed to ebb and flow like
" C4 J5 }0 R- Q4 \. D1 b2 va polished wave around the living wood that supported it. The stained glass in the window panes cast welcoming flashes of vibrant color - O1 k) ^6 I* L, w1 Q4 e2 f% i4 L
across the room.Shadows were dwindling as noon approached. The Inn of the Last Home would soon be open for business.
+ p- I9 C5 U5 G9 \9 \( S% t+ @Tika looked around and smiled in satisfaction. The tables were clean and polished. All she had left to do was sweep the floor. $ _/ O2 ^3 I2 b, k E
) d0 Q, L$ K; E2 J' QShe began to shove aside the heavy wooden benches, as Otik emerged from the kitchen, enveloped in fragrant steam. " ]* K* F/ C$ }. n9 a1 P
"Should be another brisk day—for both the weather andbusiness," he said, squeezing his stout body behind the bar. Hebegan to set out mugs,
c0 K4 x0 L; r4 M" {whistling cheerfully."I'd like the business cooler and the weather warmer," # h2 n/ |# z" I3 F: D( m
said Tika, tugging at a bench. "I walked my feet off yesterday and got little thanks and less tips! Such a gloomy crowd! Everybodynervous, 7 R$ C4 R$ u) R/ J% o
jumping at every sound. I dropped a mug last night and—I swear—Retark drew his sword!"
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