After a week of writing Chapter Thirty is almost a memory. I finished it up yesterday with eight hundred and thirty-eight word finish and put scene and chapter to bed. It was a good time, really, though it took me a while to get through this because I was really having issues trying to get it down into word.
But get it I did.
So how did this finish up? With something unexpected, that’s for sure:
(All excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Two: B For Bewitching, copyright 2015, 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)
Isis waved her right hand back and forth as if she were trying to keep something from coming forward. “You can worry about that later. We have pictures now—although—” She looked about the room, smiling. “I think there’s something else we’re supposed to do first.”
“I believe you’re right.” Vicky walked behind the kids and made her way towards the other side of the table behind Isis. She tapped Kerry on the shoulder as she walked past. “You wanna give me a hand?”
“Sure.” He followed Vicky without asking question.
Annie, however, knew something was up without needing to ask questions. “What’s going on?”
Kerry glanced towards Annie as Vicky reached for something under the table. “Oh, nothing. Just, you know—” She pulled out a gift wrapped box and set it in Kerry’s outstretched arms. He turned towards his soul mate as he finished his comment. “A present.”
“What?” Annie gave Kerry as a disapproving look as he approached. “I take it you’re responsible for this?”
“I am.” He slowly handed her to box. “Happy Flight Graduation, my Darling.”
It wasn’t the present that made her do a double-take, but the fact that Kerry was so open calling her “Darling” in front of Headmistress Laventure. Vicky and Isis have heard this before, but it has to be a first time for the Headmistress . . .
She examined box. It was about a half-meter by half-meter, and not very thick. The wrapping paper was featureless but felt like it wasn’t cheaply manufactured. Annie set the box upon the table and began removing the wrapping paper carefully. Once the box was exposed she slid the top off and—
That Kerry and his gifts. He knows he’s not supposed to lavish gifts on Annie, but have we noticed her refusing anything? Not yet. Do you think she’ll refuse this? Well . . .
“Oh.” A woman’s leather jacket, black and cut in a modern European style, lay folded inside. She slowly removed it and held it before her, turning it so she could examine the detail in varying light. “This is—” She spun around towards Kerry and was unable to keep the surprise out of her voice. “This is a Pierotucci.” Annie turned about half-way towards Isis. “This is like yours.”
“Yes, it is.” Isis nodded towards the jacket. “It has all the same enchantments as mine, so it’ll modify itself as you grow, as well as being able to automatically switched back and forth from Normal to Flight mode.”
Annie shook her head in disbelief. “I couldn’t ever imagine getting one of these now.”
Kerry chuckled. “You’d mentioned more than a few times how much you liked hers—” He waited until Annie was facing him once again. “—that I though you needed one of your own.”
Something tells me she’s gonna keep this one, too.
Pierotucci is a brand of Italian leather goods, and it was part of my research the other night trying to discover what Kerry would get Annie. Not only is it genuine, but it’s been enchanted, so that indicates some connection somewhere to The Foundation. It could be it was ordered from the story and then sent through a cutout for “modifications”, which would make sense. Either way, Annie is now styling, and yes: it is an expensive jacket. Kerry still hasn’t spent as much on Annie as she did on him when she bought his broom, but he’s about €1,400 closer now.
The girl is also feeling the way one might expect–
She found herself torn between saying nothing and making a comment, and the later impulse won out. “But—do you know how much this cost?”
“I should: I paid for it.” He moved closer until he was cupping her hands. “It’s not the cost, it’s the thought. And I thought this would not only keep you protected, but it’ll look great when you’re flying.”
“I had a little something to do with buying it—” Isis turned on a friendly yet sly smile. “But this was all Kerry’s idea.”
Vicky nodded. “One he mentioned back in January.”
Annie shook her head in near-amazement. “You did?”
“Yeah.” Kerry nodded. “But I’d thought of it over Yule.”
“I, um—” She found herself speechless, unable to find the words necessary to express her emotions.
Vicky decided now would be a good time to move forward with their original plan. “We should take pictures now, and that will give Annie time to return to her coven and change for dinner.” She began motioning everyone into position. “Annie, Kerry, just stand in front of the table: Trevor should be here any moment to get everything recorded.”
Isis leaned in towards the couple. “We’ll want to do one of your in your uniform with your wings, and then we’ll get a couple of you in your new flight jacket. Okay?”
“Okay.” Annie nodded and then drifted into her own thoughts. The earlier morning breakfast, the preflight preparation, the solo, the mad dashes over the ocean to each of the three buoys, the exciting return with Kerry blasting music designed to not only bring up her spirits but to let the whole school know they’d returned—the day was anything but dull.
And now there was the awarding of her wings, and another gift from her special love. He’s given me so much, none of expected. Always thinking of me . . . Annie felt a sudden lightheadedness begin creeping into her mind, and suddenly grew afraid that she was going to swoon—
Kerry was there are her side with an arm around her waist. He positioned his body so it didn’t appear to the others that he might be keeping her from falling. “Don’t worry, Sweetie. Nothing’s going to happen.”
She stared into his eyes and smiled. “You have me, don’t you?”
He leaned close and whispered. “A good chase is always there to help his pilot.” He kissed her on the check. “Always.”
Get this girl excited and she’s all about the swoon. That’s really her emotions starting to get the better of her, but only those good emotions, like love, happiness, affection: when those hit she’s ready for the fainting couch. Good thing Kerry’s there to catch her, just as a good chase should.
So Annie is fully cleared for take-off, and you’ll see that happening a few chapters from now. First, however, there’s a little matter of putting some of Kerry’s flying to rest . . .