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"Ballindalloch: Part Three" by dewdropzz
"Mom, guess what? I found another carving in my room today!"
"Another carving?"
"Yeah, like the one in the kitchen! Remember last night?"
"I remember. What does it say?"
As her mother sat with a cup of tea on the infamous couch in the Catchall Room, which was beginning to look more and more like a living room — Carleigh Larkin must have been busy this morning — it took all of Avery's physical and emotional resolve to keep her feet firmly planted on the ground. "Do you want to see it?" she beamed, excitement pulsing through her ever-escalating voice.
"I'll come see it after I finish my tea. What does it say?" her mother repeated the question.
"It says Maybelline! M-a-y-b..." A short pause. "...e-l-i-n-e. May-buh-leen. Unless it's line, like a straight line. I like to say it May-buh-leen."
"Maybelline," the red Xweetok tried the word out. She seemed to like it. "It's pretty." She smiled. "I wonder what it means."
"It's a name, Mom!" Avery chortled. "The name of a kid — a girl!"
Carleigh's smile faded a bit, and her face turned quizzical. "How do you know it's the name of a kid?"
Avery narrowed her eyes in a noble attempt at a sarcastic expression. "Mom, would you or Dad carve your name into a wall?"
"Don't be smart, Avery," her mother rebuked.
"You always say that. Do you want me to be dumb?"
Carleigh scrunched up her nose and blew out through her mouth. "You are so going to be in for it one day, missy." We should take the time to note that that 'one day' Avery was going to be 'in for it' had been coming for a long, long time.
Suddenly a thought came over the little smart-aleck: a thought that had breezed into her mind for a brief moment before she had been fully conscious, and had breezed out just as quickly.
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