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Folwren · 07-16-2005, 09:38 PM

“Are you on your way to your folks, little one?” Ginger asked gently. Then thinking that perhaps someone from the Inn could give the two a lift she inquired further. “Are they near?”

Wren could not answer. She just shook her head mutely and clutched the napkin that Ginger had handed her to her eyes. Tim hardly moved as he lifted his head slightly to speak.

“No,” he said, his voice dry and raspy, “No. They died, a while back. I’ve got to find work, but no one could take me at Bree and there was no place closer than The Shire. We couldn’t stay there with nothing for me to do to help survive. I’ve got to take care of her, you understand.” He looked up at Ginger, hoping that she did. “I’ll work to stay anyplace where it’s dry and warm and there’s enough to eat, but I won’t be given anything when I can do something for our stay and keep. I can work.”

He stopped, unable to go on for a minute both for lack of words and not wanting to overburden the kind hobbit lass. But after a moment, he went on. “If you knew of any place or anywhere we could go...I’d - I’d thank you a lot for it. We’ve been walking for a long time and Wren...we’re getting tired and I don’t think she could take much more.”

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07-16-2005, 09:38 PM	#11
Folwren Messenger of Hope Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States. Posts: 5,076	Tim and Wren's problem. “Are you on your way to your folks, little one?” Ginger asked gently. Then thinking that perhaps someone from the Inn could give the two a lift she inquired further. “Are they near?” Wren could not answer. She just shook her head mutely and clutched the napkin that Ginger had handed her to her eyes. Tim hardly moved as he lifted his head slightly to speak. “No,” he said, his voice dry and raspy, “No. They died, a while back. I’ve got to find work, but no one could take me at Bree and there was no place closer than The Shire. We couldn’t stay there with nothing for me to do to help survive. I’ve got to take care of her, you understand.” He looked up at Ginger, hoping that she did. “I’ll work to stay anyplace where it’s dry and warm and there’s enough to eat, but I won’t be given anything when I can do something for our stay and keep. I can work.” He stopped, unable to go on for a minute both for lack of words and not wanting to overburden the kind hobbit lass. But after a moment, he went on. “If you knew of any place or anywhere we could go...I’d - I’d thank you a lot for it. We’ve been walking for a long time and Wren...we’re getting tired and I don’t think she could take much more.”