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SPOILER: I feel like we're being really jerky, not getting the good stuff out there so here are some spoilers/dialogue for the story later on.
"Then why do I feel the way I feel?"
"I found myself in the vicinity and thought I'd stop by"
"If there's one thing I despise, loathe, and abominate it's a…" (ooh, cliffy!)
"Will you play for me?"
"Bravery comes from the heart, not from the head, Phil"
"I'll take a rolling pin to ya!"
Can you guess who says these things? ON WITH THE STORY!
Chapter Six
"Finally", Keely thought as her carriage came to a halt. "We're here." The door of the carriage opened and Keely slowly stepped out into the cool night air and breathed in deeply. The air smelled distinctly different from the polluted streets of New York. It was different and she liked it.
"Well… this is quaint" her mother said sarcastically from the other side of the carriage
Keely rolled her eyes and ignored her mother as she continued to look at her surroundings. There were plains as far as the eye could see. The night sky seemed endless as the stars twinkled above her. Turning to her right , Keely could see the town clearly in the moonlight. It was very small and looked empty. She could make out several tiny shops and many restaurants. It was quaint, but in a good way. Looking back up the dirt road Keely saw a building that was obviously meant to be a hotel. It was very run down and completely dark save for one room on the second floor. Looking closer, Keely could make out the figure of a person, unmistakably a man, standing inside the window. She was surprised to find that her attention was immediately drawn to the figure in the window, as if she were supposed to notice him. As she continued to watch him, Keely wondered why he wasn't seeing her as well. He seemed to be staring right at her but he made no sign indicating that he had noticed her at all. Feeling sure that he had not seen her, Keely began to turn away, but was stopped by the sudden movement of his hand to his cheek. As soon as the motion had occurred, his hand dropped to his side and he continued staring into the night, seemingly at nothing.
"Do you plan on staying out here all night?" her mother demanded, brining Keely eyes away from the man in the window. "Or are you going to come in like a civilized person?"
"I'm coming, Mother." Keely called back. She turned once more to look up at the window and found that the light had been extinguished. All that was left were the curtains blowing in the light breeze.
Keely walked around the back end of the carriage and was met with the grandeur of a beautiful plantation home.
Through the iron-gate stood a two stories high house with six pillars standing in front. Two chimneys stood high above the red shingled roof while smoke protruded from the open tops. Eight windows, all thrown open against the heat, were evenly spaced around the front entrance. Several steps led up to the porch that encircled the entire house. The house glowed white in the pale moonlight.
Keely's mouth dropped open slightly in amazement. It was beautiful. She'd always imagined that if she had to live in the country, she would live in a house like this one.
"Keely!", her mother snapped and strode over to where Keely was standing. "Shut your mouth", she added forcing Keely's jaw shut with her index finger. "You look like a gaping fish!"
Keely continued to gawk at her new surroundings as she progressed through the gate and farther up the path. When she reached the steps, she noticed two occupied rocking chairs swaying back and forth. In the first sat a rather large, dark skinned lady, obviously not who they had come to see. Her face looked pleasant enough, if not slightly intimidating. The second woman though, rose gracefully from the old chair and made her way toward Keely who stood quietly on the steps.
As the two pairs of blue eyes fell upon each other, Keely felt the overwhelming sense that she had known this woman all her life. She felt very secure here. The older woman smiled a smile; so much like her own and Keely couldn't help smiling back.
However, instead of striking up conversation, the older lady continued to smile, and Keely began to wonder if something was wrong.
"Is something the matter", Keely asked hesitantly, beginning to feel uncomfortable.
The older woman shook her head the same smile spread across her face.
"Nothing, dear. Nothing at all. It's just… I would've recognized you anywhere."
A/N: And scene! Don't forget to review. Its soooo important. Stay tuned for the next segment. I think its about time Phil and Keely met don't you?