Another Day (Open)

All the chaos of the past few days had been mesmerizing to Aisling, like the birds that flew by in the cold weather months. Amity had gone to visit Othal after her uncle stabbed the poor child, Fornax and Briar were selling the clothes she’d made during the no work portion of her time, Meredith was off spending too much time with her friends, according to her father. Callum was gone all the time to work. The oldest in her family, she’d soon have to figure out how to get all of them to actually spend time with each other. She missed the days when the girls would cling to each other, not letting one another out of each other’s sight. Those were the days she could be more sure they were safe. Callum couldn’t even watch them as much. She could, if she gave up her job. Then the family’s stability would completely collapse.

Right now, Fornax was home. She’d dropped Briar off at her home and come back to do homework. So much had changed. The triplets would do their homework together, laughing and jesting about the other’s intelligence. If none of them could figure it out they’d call Aisling over to help them. Not anymore though. They did their homework separately – if at all. At least Amity had starting speaking again. All because of that kid, Othal. Something troubled Aisling about him. Something was definitely going on.

”I’m going out,” Aisling says, standing up from her chair and making her way to the door. Fornax nods her head, too busy working on fractions to really care. She sighs, and walks outside. Across the street, her cousin Eloise was struggling with a cat, whining and yelling at it to go away. It was following her. Common wouldn’t be out and about, she never was, and definitely not since last week. Heading towards the square, Aisling wonders if perhaps anyone needed any clothes made now. The cold weather months were leaving, which meant some people would want new clothes with the season. Season changes brought the most business. Especially from the wealthier citizens.

A girl runs by her, brushing against her arm, and Aisling turns to look at the girl. She was fast though. Very quickly she gives up, but only a few seconds later she notices the girl trip on something, whatever it was, she couldn’t see it from her point of view. Walking quickly towards her, she tries to help, but the girl gets up and keeps going. ”Hey! Are you okay?” Aisling asks her, trying not to smile. ”Of course you are. My name is Aisling, by the way.” It was just too hard to push down the Strekker attitude that encased her whole family. Most of the time.