Sabrina awoke from her slumber to the sound of a rhinoceros. Well, that was what she thought it was at first. Turns out, Daphne had rolled into Sabrina as they slept and had snored in her ear quite violently.
Sabrina slowly relinquished the warm bed covers to her sister, stood from her bed, and stretched. The summer seemed to be rolling by at a lazy pace and Sabrina had grown accustomed to the slow mornings.
Despite Sabrina's ability to lie in bed all day, she had plans to help make summer interesting, and today they would begin. She had been compiling plans to build a tree house in the forest around Granny's house. After days of searching, she had found the perfect tree. It was a tall oak only starting to branch out more than twenty feet from the ground. Today was the day she would attempt to climb it.
A quick shower was followed by dressing in some comfortable cool clothes and her Converse sneakers, and then Sabrina started down the stairs to join her Grandmother Relda in the kitchen. Granny was always up first, making breakfast for everyone.
As Sabrina was halfway down, she heard voices coming from the kitchen. Normally she would have just gone in, but the mention of her name made her pause and listen to the voices sounding around the kitchen doorway.
"….you really sure you should send her instead? I could easily make the trip," Sabrina heard Jake say. Uncle Jake had been living with them for a few months, helping Granny pay the bills with his small auto shop salary. He repaired cars at the Tinker Garage in Ferryport Landing.
"It's practically a rite of passage," Granny answered him. "I have every confidence in her; Sabrina will be fine. Especially if I send her with Puck."
Jake laughed. "You really think something like this will keep them from clawing at each other's throats?"
"We can only hope," Granny chuckled.
There was a minute of silence. Sabrina was about to head down the rest of the stairs when Uncle Jake spoke quietly, so that Sabrina had to lean closer to the kitchen's door jamb to hear what he was saying.
"…is the eclipse?"
There was a rustling of papers and Granny replied, "In about three months. Do you think we should do some training exercises with them before we send them? It's traditional. I did them, you did them, and Henry did them."
Training? Journey?, Sabrina thought.
"I guess. If you want it to be like that."
"Yes, it will be fun preparing them."
The sounds of plates and forks scraping together made Sabrina realize the conversation was over and she creeped to the top of the stairs only to stomp down them, alerting Jake and Granny to her presence so they wouldn't realized she had been standing just outside the door, eavesdropping.
Sabrina made it to the spot where she had first heard Granny and Jake talking when a noise behind her caused her to stumble in her gait.
Puck came flying out of his door and down the stairs, smacking straight into Sabrina. They both tumbled down the stairs and landed in a heap at the bottom.
At least Sabrina didn't have to worry about making enough noise.
Puck groaned, slowly shifted out of the pile of human limbs, dusted himself off, and zipped into the kitchen without a word to Sabrina.
Sabrina's recovery took a bit longer. Five minutes later, she hobbled into the kitchen rubbing her sore back.
Sabrina glared at Puck as he smugly swallowed a large bite of what looked like purple pancakes. "Are you going to apologize?" Sabrina growled.
"Would you apologize to an ant if you stepped on it?" He retorted.
Enraged, Sabrina cuffed him hard on the right side of his head. Puck was caught by surprise and fell out of his chair onto the floor.
Puck picked himself up to retaliate when Uncle Jake grabbed a hold of his sweatshirt hood keeping him from launching himself at Sabrina.
"Alright, alright, enough lieblings." Granny said.
"She started it!" Puck whined, glaring at Sabrina. Sabrina smiled back at him and winked; at least she had gotten in one good hit.
"You both did," Granny said, standing from the table to fetch a frying pan from the stove, "Now who wants an alligator-egg omelet, with robin-brain bacon?"
Sabrina's appetite was smothered when she saw an eyeball rolling around the bottom of the pan.
"No thanks, Granny, I think I'm going to skip out early today," Sabrina said, heading towards the back door past the kitchen table.
"Are you sure?" Granny asked, concerned, "I just made some Wallaby Lemonade."
Sabrina had no idea what Wallaby Lemonade was, but she probably would be better off not knowing. "No, that's okay. I'm just going on a walk."
"Alright," Granny said as Sabrina slipped out the door. Granny looked out the kitchen window and watched Sabrina slip into the trees next to the house.
"You shouldn't worry about her so much," Jake said from the table. He had released Puck and was now digging into his omelet.
"How can I not worry? She's so much like you." Granny teased him.
"Hey, I ate your ridiculous concoctions." Jake insisted.
"Yes, you did." Granny answered, looking out the window a second time. "I wish she would eat." Granny turned to Puck, who had resumed eating as well. "Do you know where she goes on these walks?"
"No." He said.
Granny sighed dramatically, "Oh well. I guess I'll never know. I would follow her, but I don't think my old bones could survive out there. If only there were someone younger who could keep an eye on her to make sure she's okay." Granny sighed again and glanced at Puck from her acting.
Puck pretended like he hadn't noticed and kept on eating. Jake kicked him under the table.
"Why do I have to go?" Puck said, looking up from his syrup covered plate.
"Because we're busy. That's why." Uncle Jake said.
Puck sighed and stood from the table, "Fine," He said. "But how are you paying me for my services?"
Jake looked ready to hit Puck again when Granny stopped him with a look. Granny hadn't expected Puck to ever cooperate.
She looked at him and said, "I think I can manage ten dollars a wee-"
Puck stopped her right there. "I don't want your money, Old Lady. I want extra dessert without harassment. Every night. Until I'm through."
Granny smiled and held out her hand. "Done."
They shook hands.