Elaina took leftovers our of her fridge from dinner at her parent's house last night. The convenience of homecooked food just 10 minutes across town was hard to resist when you still really hadn't gotten the hang of cooking for yourself at age 31. Still, it was going to help her get out the door on time, way more so than stumbling through eggs.
20 minutes later, she was on her way to work, in fact, she was early. Shocked by this she reached the parking lot, and a wave of sadness came over her as she remembered that this was the place where Mr. Evans had died, causing all of the hubbub the other day. She hadn't known Mr. Evans well, but then she didn't know too many people in her building very well. Maybe she should start to fix that.
Deciding to take advantage of her early timing that morning, and not wanting to spend any more possible time in the office than was strictly necessary, she decided to pop into Jumping Beans for what she promised herself wouldn't be a coffee.
As she walked across the street to get to the shop, she noticed things were a little more busy than usual, maybe everyone was feeling the same sentiment of wanting to find connections in the wake of Mr. Evans death. She saw Coco, the women always talking to Georgie, walking towards Cece's, an odd choice for the morning she thought. None the less, she was feeling an openness to her, so she called out a "Good morning,"
What she got back was an "If you say so," called over the shoulder. Seemingly harsh, but still there was a small smile there, that made Elaina a little more optimistic about the day.
While strolling through the maze of old worn out trails that weave through the park, Joseph passed by Eliana, a woman a bit older than him that he had come to know just through small interactions around town.
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“Hey Eliana, getting a last walk in before the storm hits too?” Joseph asked.
“Yeah, looks like it’s gonna be a big one, last time there was a storm this big a tree fell through a house not too far from my parents’, I sure hope nothing like that happens this time.” Eliana said. “By the way, don’t you think the town ought to fix up Yelsnag a little?”
“I mean sure, everyone’s always spending time here and the trails look like they haven’t been worked on in a century,” Joseph said. “Maybe I’ll come out here when I have a little time and try to fix it up a little.”
Before they could continue, hail started pouring down from above. Joseph and Eliana spotted Mr. Po sleeping on a nearby bench, grabbed him, and ran to safety.