At the cusp of dawn, my brothers and I sit seated around the breakfast table that sidles the extensive ligneous kitchen. A royal breakfast is laid out for us: both poached and scrambled eggs, grilled pork sausages, strips of bacon, accompanied with a platter of buttered toast besides a bowl of freshly harvested and washed fruits.Joshua vacuums in another weary yawn and Atticus sits with his forehead resting on his wrists. At this point, I have no concept of reality. Hilda dragged us from our beds so that we could all enjoy a first breakfast together with the Apions. But we’ve been waiting,
I step cautiously onto the earthen floor, layered with straws of hay. My gaze wanders around the interior of the enclosed stable, listening to the gentle sounds of horses whinnying. My nose slightly wrinkles at the pungent odour, but its familiarness is comforting.Years ago, in a chasm of time, a gap where our stormy lives were stilled into a short-lived silence. Atticus used to take riding lessons at Mell’s ranch. He was good too, won an accolade of medals to prove it, until his hobby became an unmanageable expense. And it became a thing of the past, along with a lot of things.
The next few days tumbled by in agonizing listlessness. Here the minutes are hours and hours are days. We requested, several times, if we could go into town, but even a mere mention, they thwart the topic.But today. Right now. Hilda is preparing us for the first party of the social season and the Apion Manor is the deluxe host, where the mayor’s campaign is held, charity galas, engagements and other business-driven soirees.
After breakfast and after an indignant amount of begging. I manage to convince Atticus to take the horses out for a ride, whereas Joshua needed no persuading.Via the foyer, we use the main backdoor and step outside to be greeted by the smell of brine. We casually walk down on the flagstone pathway that meanders around a geometric garden that gleams a perfect green. The pathway, a surfaced way among the sea of ivory gravel. It continues with a tributary of paved options and I navigate them down the one that leads to the stables, connected to a manicured open field that elongates out as far as the