The Old Man
" n6 G5 D$ B8 \0 A+ jTika Waylan straightened herback with a sigh. flexing her shoulders to ease her crampedmuscles.
$ [$ e0 i# y4 @) C1 D% P; KShe tossed the soapy bar rag into the water pail and lanced around the empty room.
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It was getting harder to keep up the old inn. There was a lotof love rubbed into the warm finish of the wood,
6 H: {" m8 g+ n! d; rbut even loveand tallow couldn't hide the cracks and splits in the well-usedtables or prevent a customer from sitting on an occasionalsplinter.
: ]: }1 c7 J9 v3 m/ L' YThe Inn of the Last Home was not fancy, not like someshe'd heard about in Haven. It was comfortable. , c/ b9 u% o% B q
The living tree in which it was built wrapped its ancient arms around it lovingly, while the walls and fixtures were crafted around theboughs
: f8 g- {. D" x& F% X. I- Bof 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 ! n( L: A$ z5 S3 }, g. _# [
a polished wave around the living wood that supported it. The stained glass in the window panes cast welcoming flashes of vibrant color
~; V. `2 _' nacross the room.Shadows were dwindling as noon approached. The Inn of the Last Home would soon be open for business.
: M5 m3 O; L( }Tika looked around and smiled in satisfaction. The tables were clean and polished. All she had left to do was sweep the floor. 4 J+ c( @ U* q0 v9 X3 b
4 ~8 D9 g- z0 e* u/ GShe began to shove aside the heavy wooden benches, as Otik emerged from the kitchen, enveloped in fragrant steam. $ E6 T* w/ C' n5 p( G/ q
"Should be another brisk day—for both the weather andbusiness," he said, squeezing his stout body behind the bar. Hebegan to set out mugs, % _/ K( ?" o% ?/ j5 c' a% h
whistling cheerfully."I'd like the business cooler and the weather warmer,"
. e6 X1 U% ^& ?0 R0 [. ysaid Tika, tugging at a bench. "I walked my feet off yesterday and got little thanks and less tips! Such a gloomy crowd! Everybodynervous,
% b, V) O, o% Mjumping at every sound. I dropped a mug last night and—I swear—Retark drew his sword!" ( c, F+ z: m8 a( l. q
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