During the volcanic activities, the Black house was seriously damaged by the huge rocks falling from the mountain. Nobody actually understood how it could happen, and why it looked like their house was some kind of an aim for the massive blocks. The rocks had not even fallen from the volcano itself, but more from the Maccaroni Mine area, which is between the volcano and the Black home.
All kids and teens on the island do now attend the new school every other day.
The Black family makes a living from fishing. Christopher still works at the House of Law, but he makes little money and they need to fish to make ends meet. The money Christopher won from his Redward siblings some time ago, was spent on rebuilding the house. Bella used to sell paintings, but there is simply no longer a market for her works. She hardly spends time at the local gallery these days.
Bella has grown older, she kind of lost her beauty on the way, but she is still a determined woman. Being practical she is the one organizing their activities.
Rebecka left for school together with her younger sister Dorothy, but instead of attending school, she ran over to visit LaShawn at 2 Greench Farm. He recently found a broken radio on the beach.
Back on the beach Rebecka had promised this guy a first dance, once the radio was fixed.
Elderly Greta and Gabriel, LaShawn's parents and the only couple left from the 4 original settlers, were working in the garden. They are both 118...
Rebecka thought the radio was a very fantastic thing, but she had no idea how it worked.
Back north, at 3 Blumington Road, someone was breaking the silence...
Alfonso and his niece Graica were eating breakfast inside. Graica's generation often refers to Roger Redward as the Holy-Moly man. The story that explains why, was told several times already.
Old Bianca Blumington is convinced that blue aliens will soon come to take them home. The blue skinned Blumingtons actually descends from real aliens some generations ago.
Graica is one of 3 Pet Club members, she always cared a lot about the animals. One reason she accepted to move in with her uncle Alfonso and her granny Bianca, was that the household also counts 6 mine cats.
This house is rather spacious, but the household funds were always very poor. They never afforded electricity, making i.e. cooking restricted to cold food.
Graica planted the seed, without even asking her uncle. If this seed can give special corps, maybe it will be of some better value than the lettuce and tomatoes? Graica had already improved the small garden. They can't afford a fence, and there's no trees on the lot either, but this far the wild animals had not made much damage anyway.
Today was a very sad day. Shortly after dancing, Gabriel Greench died. The widow Greta, gathered most of the elders in the Bakery.
The old guy in front is Greta's son Archie, who just turned elderly, just like his wife Bridgette did recently.
Greta's daughter Carie works at the Bakery, she often bake a cake at home to serve here. It was naturally a sad day for her too, but she found it even sadder to be surrounded by elders. Carie was a bit bored in her life. She was not even married to Albert Blumington, father to her two daughters, but they all live together at 4 Greench Farm. Talking with local men here at the Bakery happens to be Carie's guilty pleasure.
The old woman being sorry is Bella B. Black, taking a break from fishing.
Hm, Greta is mixing up the numbers again. Gabriel was 118 and not 129... still too young to die.
Archie Greench never was good with words...
Now that they both are elders, and 2 of their 5 kids are adults, Archie and Bridgette had just about started debating when it would be right to leave the big farm to the next generation. But they agree that it can wait a little longer, as none of the kids have found a mate yet.
Over at 4 Yea-Low Ring, Agnes Y. J. Hawk's house, it was also a sad day. Joe Hawk is still in prison, and today one of his original wild dogs, Mathilda, passed away. Agnes had not told Joe yet. She was still pretty upset from last night's events up at the Mine. Beetle had told her lots of strange stuff. About a Master, about Warriors, and wasn't there even a Black Magma? She had not followed Beetle down into the mine to greet the Master. When she ran back home, Beetle had not come after her. In fact she had not seen him around all day!
There he was, more angry than she had ever seen him before!
Suddenly Beetle was gone. Just like that. It never happened before, what was going on? Agnes felt that her beloved secret Beetle had changed rapidly. She always knew he was some kind of a shifter. But he normally transformed into some other shape, never disappeared like this...
In the central region many locals were gathered in the new pub! Constance R. Hamming, owner of the Consignment store, had finally saved up enough money to equip the back room. Some unique content from those crates found on the beach helped, too. A bar, a few benches and tables, and of course something to drink. She had spent lots of money on it all, she could only hope it would pay off in the long run!
Among the guests were Carie G. Peel. It had been a sad day, her dad passing, elders filling up the bakery all day, and then toddler Gabriella had refused to do anything but crying all evening. Carie didn't care much about what others might think, seeing her at the bar's opening night on the same day as her dad passed. She just needed to escape, and having a couple drinks here would be wiser than drinking at home.
A young man was sitting next to her. She had noticed him when she entered, but she had intended to keep her mouth shut, just being there. But who was he? On this tiny island she should recognize everyone...
It wasn't Claire who took the first contact, but she appreciated it and she couldn't help thinking that some company would be nice. Exactly what she needed right now.
To be continued in a short week!
