Jacob's Reign_The Reign Begins by Jonathan Giddinge

Author:Jonathan Giddinge [Giddinge, Jonathan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-11T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

After a much-needed break and a lot of praying to the ancestors, I made my way to the supply house to check on the food storage. That’s where I ran into Mable, she was in charge of all supplies.

Mable knew exactly what we had and where it was. Secretly, I used to call her ‘Able Mable’ because she was able to tell my father exactly what we had in the supply house without even really thinking about it.

“Somethin’ I can help you find?” she asked in a high-pitched and raspy voice.

Mable was in her late forties and stood about four and a half feet tall, she was nearly as wide as she was tall. She kept her grey hair up in a loose bun and her glasses always rested on the tip of her up-turned nose. She had a habit of putting her pencils in her bun to hold them and would often lose them there. She told me once, that when she went home at the end of the day and let her hair down, she would find all the pencils she had lost that day.

She was stern, but kind and always made time for others, as long as it didn’t interfere with her duties as the keeper of the supplies, which was most important to her. Her sweetness always reminded me of a grandmother, but she was lonely and loved to sweet talk the men in camp. When she did that, she was far from a grandmother and her words would often make me blush.

Her bright blue eyes looked up at me from behind her glasses as she waited for my response.

“We’ve got work to do, you and I,” I said in a sweet tone.

I’d learned, over the years, that if I wanted something from Able Mable, all I had to do was talk sweet and give her attention.

She removed her glasses and placed them on top of her head, just before the bun. “Yep, I seen dem new people out dere,” she said before putting her glasses back on the tip of her nose.

“Is it possible?” I asked her.

“Possible?” she questioned loudly. “Might of asked that before you let em through em gates.”

“If you saw what I saw, Mable dear, you would have done the same.”

“I would, yes. But den, I know what’s here and what aint.”

“So, can we make it work?” I questioned in a hopeful tone.

She looked up at me over the rim of her glasses with a toothy grin - blue eyes bright and wide, “It were the ancestors what brung em here. You know dat, don’t ya?” she said in a soft voice, almost like it was someone else talking through her. “Can’t go upsetting dem. Dat would be bad.”

I shot her a grin of approval, knowing that she had already figured out how to make it work.

“You’re the best,” I said as I bent down and gave her a big hug.

“Not done wid it yet,” she mumbled.

I stood up straight and looked down at her, “Now Mable,” I argued playfully.

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