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unknownfate) wrote2007-04-06 06:52 am
unknownfate) wrote2007-04-06 06:52 am
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Do I have to go back to work today...?
Title: Meg’s Last Diary Entry Day/Theme: April 6: Leisurely encounter beside a stream Series:Dog Soldiers Character/Pairing: Megan Rating: PG
Even if I don’t find anything, the trip was worth it for the view alone. It is SO beautiful here. The family in the glen have given me some advice on where to look and I set up a little camp were I can watch the copse they told me about. They wouldn’t tell me if they had seen anything, but I think they have. I also got the feeling they were laughing behind my back.
The strange thing was that it didn’t feel like they were amused that I believed that there were strange things in their woods. It was more like they thought it was funny that I didn’t know more about it. I think they have seen something.
I also think the son was looking me over. He showed up the other day to ‘check on me’ at my first camp by the stream. Just appeared out of nowhere. The family has been on this land for generations. They probably know every inch of it. He wanted to be sure I was ok, he said. And he seemed more interested in me as the only girl for miles around (besides his mother and sister) than as the crazy, nosy outsider chick.
Maybe I can go back tomorrow and talk to him again. Maybe if I ask nicely and flutter my eyelashes he’ll try to impress me with some stories of the beasties in the woods. Mother always said a girl as pretty as I was shouldn’t waste it in the wilderness. If the wilderness has taught me anything, it’s not to waste anything. I can make good use of prettiness too. And I always bring my v-neck sweater for emergencies.
The moon is rising, so I need to turn the flashlight off and switch to tape recorder. Wish me luck!
Even if I don’t find anything, the trip was worth it for the view alone. It is SO beautiful here. The family in the glen have given me some advice on where to look and I set up a little camp were I can watch the copse they told me about. They wouldn’t tell me if they had seen anything, but I think they have. I also got the feeling they were laughing behind my back.
The strange thing was that it didn’t feel like they were amused that I believed that there were strange things in their woods. It was more like they thought it was funny that I didn’t know more about it. I think they have seen something.
I also think the son was looking me over. He showed up the other day to ‘check on me’ at my first camp by the stream. Just appeared out of nowhere. The family has been on this land for generations. They probably know every inch of it. He wanted to be sure I was ok, he said. And he seemed more interested in me as the only girl for miles around (besides his mother and sister) than as the crazy, nosy outsider chick.
Maybe I can go back tomorrow and talk to him again. Maybe if I ask nicely and flutter my eyelashes he’ll try to impress me with some stories of the beasties in the woods. Mother always said a girl as pretty as I was shouldn’t waste it in the wilderness. If the wilderness has taught me anything, it’s not to waste anything. I can make good use of prettiness too. And I always bring my v-neck sweater for emergencies.
The moon is rising, so I need to turn the flashlight off and switch to tape recorder. Wish me luck!