Quincy and Hannah: An Apple on a Tree

The Fifth Chapter in Hannah's Chronicles

It was very early in the morning, about a half past seven and Quincy was already up and playing outside. The breeze bothered him a bit but he tried his best to ignore it. Quincy looked up and could still the night's lovely crescent moon. Most of the night sky's candles were still visible as well. Quincy enjoyed the view for a little while and then began to think about the past. He remembered when him and his team actually got close to those candles and even went all the way to Saturn, just to help a friend. He sat there on his swing thinking for nearly fifteen minutes. All he could think about was a lot of his memories. He had brought his Silver Flute out with him as well. Ever sense he almost lost it, Quincy had become very fond of his Silver Flute. He had been playing it more and more ever sense he had almost lost it. He held it up and as the wind blew over the mouth of the flute, music was played. Quincy found this rather stunning. He began to play his flute. He played many songs, ones he remembered, and ones he just made up. For hours Quincy sat on his swing playing his Silver Flute and enjoying his solitude, his music, and his very life.

Hannah awakened at about seven in the morning. She was ever so quiet, for she did not want to wake June. Not because of politeness though. She knew that if she woke up June, she would question her and why she was leaving. She slowly and calmly snuck off the bed and tip-toed to her backpack of stuff that was stationed in the corner of June's room. She grabbed her satchel and quietly went to go change into her daytime clothes. Once she had changed, she walked down the halls of June's house and very quietly went to the door. Before she opened it she noticed that June's Parent's bed room was right by the front door. Hannah didn't want to risk waking them up. She worked her way to the back door and shiftily snuck out. Once in the back yard, Hannah climbed over June's fence and into space between June's house and Annie's house. She slowly walked to the street, listening carefully with every step. She had taken good observations to Quincy in the mornings lately. She noticed that he was always in his back yard at about this time. She walked on the sidewalk toward Quincy's house. When she got closer, she could hear a soft melody of a flute. She knew that Quincy was out side. She dashed for the gate that led to his backyard.

Quincy had played his flute enough to satisfy his musical thirst. He was now hungry, for real food. He hadn't had breakfast yet. He casually walked over to the small apple tree that he had in his backyard. It wasn't a huge tree, but it sure was a convenient one. Just the luster of the bright red apples made him want to grab and sink his teeth into it. He leaped up in the air to grab on of the apples, but missed it by just a tiny bit. He jumped up again, but still failed in obtaining the fruit. At about that moment, he was Hannah open the gate to his back yard out of the corner of his eye. He stopped trying to the fruit and confronted Hannah immediately.

"What are you doing in my backyard,"Quincy questioned. He seemed as if he were warning her to get out. Hannah needed something from Quincy, just like she needed something from June. She knew that if she was going to get it, she would have to act innocent this time. And so she did. Hannah could tell that Quincy wasn't a mean person, so he would never hurt somebody. If he thought he did, he would try to make things better.

Hannah responded, "I need to ask you something, Quincy," She spoke somewhat shyly. Quincy didn't believe her. "Why would I tell you anything?." Quincy asked bluntly. Hannah seemed hurt by Quincy's words. He turned around slowly and began to sniffle Without a word she began striding back out the gate. Quincy felt guilty. He didn't mean to hurt her, or so he thought she was really hurt. "Wait Hannah," he shouted just as Hannah was leaving, "Come back. What do you need?" he asked warmly. Hannah was thrilled on the inside that it was working, but on the outside showed signs of thanks. Quincy sat down under the apple tree and invited Hannah to join him. She came over and sat right next to him. "So, what is it you wanted to ask?" Quincy asked.

Hannah pretended to wipe a few tears away and said, "I feel so bad about what I did to your friends June and Annie." She said, sniffling. "I want to do something for them. I want to get them something. What are some things that they like?" Hanna inquired. To Quincy, it some-what made sense. It made sense why she couldn't have asked Leo, because him and Annie were on a trip with their family.

"Well," Quincy began, "I can name a lot of things they like. What exactly are you looking for?" He felt like he needed this information before answering. "What ever they like the most and really, really love," Hannah answered. She seemed very interested in what Quincy had to say. Quincy had to think for a moment. "Well, June really likes dancing stuff," He said. "She also really likes books." He shrugged his shoulders as a sign that he really didn't what June would really, really want.

"What about Annie?" Hannah asked getting bigger eyes. Quincy looked at the sky to think for a moment. "Well Annie really does like balloons I guess. And she just loves surprises all together," Quincy finished. He now felt better that he had helped somebody out. He looked up and could now see the sunrise over the eastern hills, where him and his friends often went to so that they could see the sun rise every morning. A lot of times they would go to the eastern hills so that they try to wake up the sun. Quincy had forgotten that Hannah was still there.

"So is that everything?" Hannah asked standing up again. Quincy thought for a moment, "Yes, I think it is," he told her. Hannah had cute little smile on her face. Hannah looked up at the tree and looked back down at the obviously hungry Quincy sitting on the plush, dew soaked grass. Hannah leaped into the air up at the tree and reached her arms out high. When she landed back on the ground, she was holding an bright, rosy red apple in each hand. She handed them both to Quincy and said, "Thanks Quincy. Thanks for your help." She looked one last time at Quincy, the apple tree, and the sunrise and began walking to the gate to leave. She heard Quincy take a bite of the freshly plucked apple. Before she was even out of his backyard, she could hear him playing his silver flute again.

At last she was out on the side walk again, two doors away from her own cosey abode. She sat down on the side walk and began to think to herself. She pondered over the things that she now knew. It was totally obvious that Hannah could actually try to execute her plan any time she was ready. However she didn't know if it would work yet.

Back in June's room, June was just waking up. She looked around and wondered where Hannah was. She noticed that she wasn't in the house. She looked out her window and saw Quincy sitting beneath his apple tree playing his flute with a apple core and one untouched apple. She looked around some more, and saw Hannah sitting on the sidewalk. She was still nervous about the information about Leo she had given Hannah. She needed to talk to Quincy before Leo and Annie got home. She still felt like she had put Leo in danger. She quickly changed into her purple dress and ran over to talk to Quincy.

-Chapter 6 will be out shortly-