Galatzi Life by Robin Roseau

Author:Robin Roseau [Roseau, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-09T22:00:00+00:00

So Much

We departed for Indartha in the morning. It was quite the procession. We had Cecilia and Sartine, Kalorain and myself, our four guests, and the twins. That was one more than could fit in two jumpers, and so Mordain flew up with us and would stay a few days. As soon as Margotain learned about that, she asked to go.

And then we had a surprise.

Doctor Horton contacted Cecilia. She wanted to send all fresh patients home for anywhere from two to six months after training before using them at the rejuvenation center. Laradain, Sartine’s grandmother, was on the list to go home. And so she rode with Cecilia, Sartine, and Mother.

Indartha was as beautiful as it could be. The village and surrounding mountains were still in the grip of winter, and it snowed the previous night, so everything was crisp and bright. But spring was just beginning to reach the village, although the surrounding mountains would remain in winter conditions for another two months.

Mother had never in her life been cold, but we bundled her in cloaks, and she said, over and over, “So pretty. So pretty.”

In Talmonese.

I was so proud.

Then I stated, “Vendart, I wish a conference.”

“With me?”

“With all of us.”

“Of course, Maddalyn. Let us show everyone where she is staying.”

We got people settled in. I made hot tea, ample hot tea, and passed out cups as our guests returned to the main portion of the house. Then we collected in one of Sartine’s meeting rooms. “What did you want, Maddalyn?”

“We have two girls who need to learn English,” I said. “And four women who need to become fluent in Talmonese. Furthermore, there are aspects of Talmonese culture we have not taught them.”

“Yes,” she said. “And I wish to introduce this dance style to Indartha.”

“I do not wish the sort of rules you have implemented before,” I said. “But you are Vendart, and this is your home besides.”

She nodded. “And we have cross purposes. We have two that must learn English, and frankly, they should not learn from you. And we have four to learn Talmonese, and they also should not learn from you.”

“Yes. I agree.”

“And I have already considered this,” she said. “And I have a solution. You will accept my decisions.”

“Yes, Vendart.”

“Good.” She smiled. “I will explain within the hour. We’re going back outside. If you need to, bundle up. Indartha must greet our guests. And as important, Indartha must greet Laradain.”

* * * *

It seemed like the entire village was waiting, collected in groups on the green or in front of the vendart’s home. Sartine led all of us to the gazebo on the green, calling out to the villagers. “Come, Indartha. Come! We have such news. Come!” Here and there she spotted people and sent them running this way and that, collecting everyone.

Sartine waited until she was sure everyone had arrived, and then she said, “Greetings, Indartha!”

“Greetings, Vendart!” they yelled back.

Then someone yelled, “How is Laradain?”

“Well now,” said Sartine. “That is a very, very good question.

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