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Kiamichi Voices: Chapter 3

With new inspiration and a great solution, Kiamichi Voices continues. Thanks to all my readers for the encouragement to keep it going.

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Kiamichi Voices: Chapter 2

  • Kiamichi Voices: Chapter 2
    As Chapter two unfolds, Stormy is drawn to learning more about this strange creature that has just shown up as her Grandmother leaves her standing on the porch.

Chapter 3

“Stormy, wait for me! On the way back, we can pick some Poha Berries.”

Suddenly, a warm sensation went through her body as Jasper got closer to her. Suddenly Stormy stopped, swung around and faced him. “Can I eat them? I’m getting hungry.”

“Yes, you can eat them. I can’t believe you haven’t before. Where are you from?!” Arching his eyebrows, he just stared at Stormy.

Swiveling around, Stormy took off walking again, talking to the animals she passed. “Why are things so different here? Why don’t I know what he is talking about?” But all she heard was the birds chirping and crunching leaves from Jasper trying to catch up with her.

“Stormy, please stop walking. Look here is some Willow Herb. See it by the Big Weeping Willow Tree. You fill this pouch up, and I will show you what you can do with it. While we are here, we should gather several things that you will need. You pick the willow, and I will gather the Poha Berries and Bleeding Mushrooms. Then I will show you where to find the Dragon Fruit and Prickly Pears are. Then you will have something to eat.”

“I don’t know if I’m in the mood to try too many new things at one time.” Stormy took the pouch anyway and set about picking the plants he had told her to. Once again, she wondered how she knew what Willow Herb looked like, but she just shrugged it off and kept picking away.

“When we get done, I will show you what to do with all these plants we are gathering. We will need some Tundra Rose too, but that is by the cabin. Stormy, are you listening? Is your pouch filled yet?”

“Almost, Jassssppper,” swaying, she leaned up against the tree, “I’m starting to feel strange. Is that natural?” Teetering back and forth, she pushed herself forward, tripped and tumbled into him, giggling.

“Oh, Stormy, where are your gloves?” Shaking his head, he steadied her back on her feet.

Sitting down, she looked up at him, giggling. , “What gloves?” Grinning from ear to ear, she held out the pouch. “It’s full, just like you wanted.” Giggling, she again got to her feet and took off, stumbling down the trail. Hoping she was headed in the right direction.

“Where are you going now?” She could hear the leaves crunching behind her, but she didn’t care, she just kept wobbling through the forest.

“Home” She shouted over her shoulder as she drew her cloak tighter around her shoulders. She continued stumbling through the trees and gorges.

A grove of oak trees.

A grove of oak trees.

“But we haven’t picked any Dragon Fruit or Prickly Pears yet.”

“I’m not feeling well. I’m going home, now!” She had made it halfway through the forest when he caught up with her.

“Stormy! Stop! Look! Here is the fruit!”

Stormy wheeled around and locked eyes with Jasper. A wonderful warmth flooded through her. Impulsively, she looked away. Whispering to the trees, “What is happening to me? Why does he have this influence on me? Just tell me already.”

Dropping to the ground, giggling again, she blurted out, “Where? Everything is blurry, and it all looks the same to me.”

Shaking his head, Jasper pointed his long hairy finger right past her nose to a pink and green cactus plant, next to a big Blue Oak Tree. “There.” His voice softer as he spoke to her this time. “That is a Dragon Fruit. Now look over there, see that red flower on that cactus? Under that flower is a Prickly Pear.” Leaning over Stormy, “Stay here, and I will pick us some.”

“When can we go to the cabin, I’m getting hungry and sleepy?”

Jasper stared at her, “Are you okay? Here, take my hand, and I’ll lead you home.”

“What about the Tundra Rose? Where is it?” Stormy followed him, but refused to hold on to him. “I can walk on my own! Now, which way do we go? I’m lost.”

Impatiently, Jasper snapped, “Just follow me.” As he trudged through the tree line next to the cabin, he stopped. “Look there on the ground. See those bright yellow flowers with fuzzy leaves. Do not touch them without your gloves on!” He grabbed a handful and shoved it in his pouch.

“I don’t have gloves, so there!” She shouted at him as she stomped off toward the cabin.

Once out of his earshot, she continued, “Why are you talking to me about plants? I have no purpose for them, but I guess as long as you're showing me, I won’t be alone. Even though I should be reading that journal my grandmother gave me, not out playing with the plants.”

Stormy went straight through the cabin to the fridge. The bright light from the empty fridge made her heart sink. Now what. Finally, she went back to the porch and there sat Jasper waiting.

“Well, Starla didn’t leave me any food! I’m hungry, do you have anything to eat at your house?”

Jasper just looked at her, “Seriously! Were you not listening to me at all. We just picked up a bunch of food.”

“Oh, I thought you were just messing with me. So how do we cook all that stuff?”

“You don’t. Come with me and I will show you. Did they not teach you anything?”

Stormy watched as Jasper easily walked through the cabin to the kitchen, glancing back once and grinning. She followed behind him, stumbling from the warm sensation that shot through her as his eyes connected with hers.

“Here take this Poha Berry, peel off the waxy orange skin, like this.” Stormy copied every move he made. Then he popped it in his mouth. So she did the same.

“Wow, that’s juicy and tangy. So what should I know about this fruit?” As she waited for his reply, she stared at the strange markings on his forehead. Wondering if they have some kind of special meaning? Should she ask him?

“For tonight, it's just food. It seems you have a lot to learn yet. Maybe you should read that journal your Grandmother gave you! I’m going home now, and you need to explore this cabin and read that journal!” Jasper walked out the back door and headed down a path.

“Where are you going? I thought you might want to look around with me.”

Laughing, Jasper turned around, “No, I’ve had enough of you today, My house is right there.”

Stormy followed where his hairy finger pointed, it was to a big hill in the backyard. “There! You live in a hill in my backyard? You are messing with me again.”

“No, that is where I live. Stormy, it has been a long day and I would love to explain everything to you. But not tonight. I will see you in the morning.” She watched as he just disappeared into the hill.

The garden was almost silent, the only sound was the fountain. Stared at the door he had disappeared through and whispered, “Why does Jasper live in a hill and why does he intrigue me so?”

Kiamichi Voices: Chapter 4

  • Kiamichi Voices: Chapter 4
    The story of Stormy's secret life continues. Will this be the chapter she opens the journal and finds out the truth?

© 2018 Joanna Blackburn

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