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Alfredo: Key word there is caught.

Melora: I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Alfredo: Uh huh, just make sure you get the photo or they won’t count it.

Melora: I’m going to the creek and the trails.  It was raining earlier so it’ll be all muddy, you won’t have fun.

Daylily: No probably not, well have fun and just remember what we talked about at dinner last night.  About the old house?

Melora: I know, I know.  You don’t have to worry about me.  When have I ever been caught doing something like that?  I’m an adult, I’m almost 22 years old now.

Daylily: Going out to take some more photos?

Melora: Oh wow hey Day, I didn’t see you there.  Yes...yes I am taking more photos.  

Puck: Sorry Dad.

Huck: Yeah sorry, you never yell.

Bramble:  I’m sorry for yelling, but you can’t be daring each other to do stupid crap, I know what you’re like.

Daylily: This has nothing to do with your dad’s story, that house is a safety hazard, you could really get hurt.  Now can we not move on?  Why don’t you tell us more about this assistant opportunity Mel?  

Melora: Sure, whatever you say.

Puck: “Whatever you say” sounds to me like you’re scared.

Huck: Worried that Beans McGravy might get you?

Melora: You’re not serious.

Puck: Then I dare you to go down to that house and get a photo inside to prove it.

Bramble: Oh it’s not just a story, I saw him with my own two eyes.  Beans McGravy!  I called out to him - but alas, he faded back into the rain.  But not before giving me a sinister smile and promising death if we ever met again.  So if you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay away.

Alfredo: Wait Dad, are you telling the truth?  Did that really happen?

Puck: No Fredo, it didn’t happen because there is no Beans McGravy.

Alfredo: You must have gotten a bunch of good photos today, you were gone for hours.

Melora: I did!  I took a bunch by the creek, and then I took some more on the trail near the library.

Daylily: You didn’t go down by that house right?  You know it’s unsafe.

Bramble: It’s where the ghost of Beans McGravy lives, and he is not to be crossed.

ᴰᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃˢᵗᵉ ᵒᵘʳ ᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵒᵘˢ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᴼⁿ ᵇᵒʸˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ ᵉʸᵉˢ ᴬ ᵖʳⁱⁿᶜᵉˢˢ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ'ᵗ ᶜʳʸ 🎶

Daylily: Mel, what about you?  Could be fun, working together you and me?  

Melora: Thanks Day, um, but I actually think I’m going to focus more on my photography right now.  

Daylily: Oh!  Well...that’s good too!  

Bramble: Personally I’m just glad to hear you’re going to start developing your gift.

Puck: That’s not what bookkeeping means dingus.

Huck: I know that ass-

Daylily [sternly]: We are at the dinner table.

Huck: As...tually.  I know that actually, is what I was going to say.  But I don’t really know what you do Mom.  I mean, I’m still not even sure what a financial advisor is.  

Daylily: You wouldn’t have to know, it’s just some light secretary work.  

Daylily: So I was thinking about hiring someone part-time for bookkeeping.

Melora: Oh?

Daylily: Mhmm, most of my work is done by email and I’m looking for some record-keeping when it comes to my client documents.  I was thinking about offering the job to anyone at this table who might want it?  Maybe someone looking to pay off a nearly five figure debt?

Under the cut because I'm gonna talk about neck trauma and wounds now.