Tag: bpr

Hymenaios: Aurora is writing a book.

Creme: Oh really? What’s it about?

Aurora: It’s a love story that takes place here in Windenburg. It’s between an artist and a chef.

Creme: Really? Any reason?

Aurora: It was Hymenaios’s idea.

Hymenaios: Heh heh, how about you read your latest chapter? I haven’t heard it yet.

Creme: Oh yes! That’d be lovely!

Aurora: Oh, well, you might not understand the story…

Creme: I’ll catch up. Now, read!

Aurora: Ok…

Creme: I’m so happy you two are good friends. It makes up for the fact that Cumulus and I aren’t as close anymore. It’s such a shame that my husband would freak out if he saw you.

Aurora: So am I supposed to be a secret to him for my whole life?

Creme: No. Maybe when he’s come to his senses more.

Creme: So, five children! Last time we talked, she only had one! I need to talk with her more often.

Aurora: You were best friends in high school?

Creme: Ah yes. But that’s a story for another day.

Creme: Oh goodness! Cumulus’s daughter! You are very beautiful.

Aurora: Merci.

Creme: Ah, no need for French, dear. Come, sit!

Creme: Hymenaios! Tu as amené une amie!

Hymenaios: Oui, Maman. Elle parle anglais. Elle est la fille de Cumulus.

(Translation: You brought a friend! … Yes Mom. She speaks English. She is Cumulus’s daughter.)

Hymenaios: Maman! Je suis là!

Hymenaios: Really?

Aurora: Of course! She was my mom’s best friend! And your mom! There’s no reason not to meet her!

Hymenaios: Then let’s go!

Hymenaios: So, you are free for today, yes?

Aurora: I sure am. Got something planned?

Hymenaios: Well, my father is out of town, so I was wondering if you wanted to come to my house and meet my mother?

Aurora: I would love to meet her!