Jillian Chantal

This week, the writers of Tuesday Tales are writing to the word prompt Silly. I am still in the same story even though I missed the last two weeks updating.

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Malcolm came with Magdalena and Violet to pick up Lu and Aneto. They drove to Gregory Street to park near the library so they could walk to where the first turn of the parade was. That way they could leave when all the floats and walkers passed that corner without much trouble since the parade would continue for about two miles after that turn. They could be off and away before traffic got crazy.

When they pulled into a spot on the street near the library, Violet bounced in her car seat and said, “We going to get books, Daddy? I love books.”

“No, silly. It’s night-time and they close in the night. Daddy said we’re going to see some pirates. They’ll throw us some candy and toys.” Magdalena tossed her hands in the air. “We have to catch them like this. Some will throw pretty necklaces we can use to play dress up.”

Violet tapped her chin. “Daddy?”

Malcolm turned to face her. “Yes?”

“I thought you always said not to take candy from strangers. I’m sure these pirate people will be strangers.” She darted a glance at her sister. “Or is this like Halloween where we don’t listen to what Daddy says?”

“It was all Lu could do not to laugh. Violet was so intent and serious about the conversation she knew the child might get upset if she was laughed at.

“We always should listen to Daddy, but when he takes us places like this, he must think it’s safe.” Magdalena looked over at her father. “Isn’t that right?”

“Right.” He nodded once. “Let’s get out and find a good spot to stand.”

As they passed the Victorian Bed and Breakfast on the corner, Lu waved at the spirit of the dead sea captain who built the house in the 1800s and never left. He still enjoyed a cigar in the parlor or on the front veranda. He was out there now and waved back.

Magdalena gave Lu an odd look. “Who did you wave to?”

“Someone who was on the porch. I thought I knew him.”

“There’s no one there.” Magdalena frowned. “I didn’t see anyone.”

“He must’ve been going back inside.” Lu hated to lie to the girl, but she couldn’t very well tell her that the person she waved to was long dead.

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