Welcome to Pelican Town!
Lewis meets the new farmer at the bus stop.
She has one (singular, sole, any other synonym for one that Lewis can possibly think of) duffel bag that she unceremoniously drops onto the dirt, opening her arms up wide when she spots him. "Mayor Lewis!" she says giddily, and the man scoops her in for a hug. "It's been so long since I've last seen you!"
"Yes, my dear, it has. I'm so very sorry about your grandfather."
She blows a raspberry at the mere mention of her relative. "Nothing to be sorry about, death comes and goes for everyone. Nothing anyone can do to stop it." She picks up her bag and slings it over her shoulder. "Besides, it's been months, I've had time and a half to get over it."
Lewis is taken aback slightly by her energy, this early in the morning, but if he remembers clearly, even as a child, she was upbeat and full of spunk, as her grandfather would say. He vividly remembers a little blonde child running after chickens with fistfuls of dirt. "I'm sure you remember where everything is."
"Almost like a map of Pelican Town was engraved into my skull. What's up with this bus though?" She pats the large hunk of broken-down metal. "Too much Calico sun?"
Lewis chuckles as they begin the short walk over to the farm. "You could say that, it broke down ages ago, and no one ever got around to fixing it."
"A shame, the coconuts from there made for really good milk from what I remember from grandad."
When they approach the rundown farm, Lewis coughs into his fist. "Forgive me for it being run down, but with no one here to take care, I'm afraid the vegetation just got a little out of hand."
"It's nothing some simple weed whacking and Farmer Diane can't take care of! It'll be a piece of cake!" To emphasize her point, she pats her bicep with a wide grin.
Lewis just eyes her wearily. Pelican Town sure has gotten a bizarre new resident.
author's notes:
welcome to what i imagine my add brain riddled with anxiety and depression would look like on a farmer aka a hurricane has arrived in pelican town