THE CHOSEN ONES ( PART EIGHT )

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from the ABC set Stories

Nightfall came, it was getting late and Evelyne was
still up in the tree with Jay, she was to afraid to
come down, Jay was complaining he was hungry and he
started to cry. As she tried to comfort him as best
she could, suddenly along through the trees Evelyne
saw Fern running, so quickly Evelyne climbed down
and stopped Fern in her tracks.
"Mother!" cried Fern, "what's happened, why are you
out here and what's that burning smell?"
Evelyne quickly explained what had happened, with
tears in her eyes, she told Fern that they would have to go back to Meradith's and stay the night,
as there wasn't any food. Poor Evelyne didn't have
a clue what she would do, she was so tired.

They looked around to see if anything had survived
the fire, all Evelyne found were the skins that
Fern had washed and she had oiled earlier, it had
all become to much for Evelyne, she put Jay down
and fell to her knees crying,
"everything gone," she sobbed, "why oh why?"
Jay started to cry, not understanding why his
mother cried.

Fern knew she had to be brave and strong, so she
came over to her mother and put her arm around her.
"Mother we need to get going to Meradith's, it's
getting dark and we need protection from the night
creatures."
"Ofcourse," said Evelyne, "you are such a good girl, quick let us go immediately."

As they approached Meradith's camp, Evelyne was so
exhausted and tired, she collapsed, Fern cried out,
"help, help!" Meradith came out of one of the
wagons to see what all the noise was, then she saw
Fern and her family.
"Fern what has happened?" cried Meradith.
Fern grabbed Jay and cried, sobbing, she explained
to Meradith what had happened.

"Quickly we must get your mother inside, she is in
shock."
Once they were safely inside one of the wagons,
Meradith heated up some soup she had left in the
pot. The camp fire was still burning well, to keep
away any night creatures. Meradith also made some
camomile tea for Evelyne to calm her down.

That night when Bella's father Ivan returned home,
Meradith explained to him what had happened.
Ivan was a carpenter, he loved to work with wood,
he was an artist when it came to carving shapes and
figures. Meradith also enjoyed making wooden
jewellery, but Ivan could make chairs and tables,
not with legs, but flat pieces of wood engraved
with shapes around the outside. Like Nathen he was
tall, with fairish hair and a muscular body, it
seemed a lot of the forest men were fair haired,
Ivan had quite a long beard, which he kept plaited
with strands of bear skin, he was also a good hunter and his family never went hungry.

Ivan was now very worried that they could be
attacked at any time. He sat Meradith down and
explained that they could not stay there a moment
longer. That night they packed the wagons by fire
light. Eventually everything they had was loaded
into the two wagons. They did not sleep all night
apart from Evelyne and Jay who slep soundly.

Ivan attached the horses Prince and Shadow to the
wagons, Meradith drove one wagon with the children
Bella and Fern in the back and Ivan drove the other
wagon with Evelyne and Jay. Ivan was worried about
Nathen, not knowing if he was dead or alive.

The chickens had been loaded into makeshift wooden
boxes with holes in and travelled with Bella and
Fern, also Neona the goat was quite settled laying
down in the back with the girls.

"Can you calm those chickens down?" called Ivan to
Meradith.
"There's nothing we can do, they just don't like
being so confused," replied Meradith.
"Well," said Ivan, "I just hope we don't come
across any bad hunters."

"I will take you as far away as possible, then when
I'm sure you are all safe, I will look for Nathen."
Meradith was frightened, "but what if the hunters
capture you aswell? we will be all alone, please
don't go Ivan."

Ivan got down from the wagon and climbed up onto
Meradith's, he took her in his arms and kissed her
gently.
"I have to look for Nathen for Evelyne's sake, you
must understand."
Meradith agreed that if it was the other way around
she would be frantic, so they set off, not quite
sure of where they were going, or where they would
end up.

To be continued ........

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Comments

Silver Spun Sand | March 28, 2011 - 13:01

This gets better and better, Jenny;-) I particularly liked hearing about Neona the goat. I have quite a thing for goats and have often thought of having one...except I've heard they eat anything and everything.

Shall look forward to the next chapter, Jenny. Happy writing;-)

Tina

skinner_jennifer | March 28, 2011 - 13:15

Hi Tina,

yes you are right about goats they will eat anything,
they will even eat your washing off the line, would
you believe.

I'm so appreciative of you reading my story and the
great comment.

Thankyou.

Jenny.

SteveM | March 28, 2011 - 14:52

Hi Jenny,

Looking forward to part 9 - The search for Nathen. It reads smoother as the story progresses. Great stuff.

Steve
p.s. Part 6 of the Aurora Saga just off the presses - called Miracali.

skinner_jennifer | March 28, 2011 - 15:12

Hi Steve,

I will read your piece as soon as I see it,
hopefully when I've left this message, looking
forward to reading it.

Thankyou for your kind comment, part 9, will be
on this afternoon, with any luck.

Thanks for reading.

Jenny.

Highhat | March 28, 2011 - 18:07

I am really enjoying this story Jenny- I am wondering how on earth they will manage and how it will all end up but that is the good thing about reading it- I don't really know where you are going.
off to next installment- I say like Tina- happy writing
;)Pia

skinner_jennifer | March 28, 2011 - 19:23

Thankyou so much Pia, I'm glad you are still enjoying
and not knowing where it's going, hopefully that is
my aim.

Thankyou for reading.

Jenny.

well-wisher | April 6, 2011 - 23:09

This chapter begins with a very vivid and believable scene of a woman facing the devestation of her home
and the following scenes also very convincingly portray a family/community trying to survive
through tragedy and hardship.

This chapter reminded me a bit of that old TV series
"Wagon Train" or the people who travelled The Oregon Trail.

skinner_jennifer | April 7, 2011 - 09:55

Brilliant take on my story, yes I do remember
"Wagon Train" used to love it so much, and that
old guy, who was always cooking over a pot, I
think he was a skinny old guy, with a long beard,
but it was so long ago.

I love the association between my story and that
series. Thankyou again well-wisher, for your really
kind comments. Thankyou for reading aswell.

Jenny.

Kahdai | June 5, 2011 - 17:45

This is also making me want to write a long story on here

http://www.abctales.com/story/skinner-jennifer/chosen-ones-part-nine

skinner_jennifer | June 6, 2011 - 10:46

Hi Kahdai,

that is really nice and I'm glad that I've inspired
you. Again thankyou for reading and letting me know.

Also the connections are amazing, you have been a
true life saver.

Thankyou again.

Jenny.