The Crumbling Tavern Continuted

“I thought you were buying us a house. Does this look like a house?”

Hezeky’s grin faultered, but only for a moment.

“Well. . . not yet. But it will!”

Hezeky grabbed Ura’s shoulders and pushed her through the space in the stone where the door should have been.

“There’s a room for us in the back, and it does have a kitchen, and no shortage of timber!”

If by timber he meant broken tables and chairs, then yes, he would be correct.

Ura shook her head again.

“How do you expect us to live here with no roof? It looks as if no ones been here for ages!”

“True. But just think of all the amazing changes we can make. Once we clear it out we’ll have a blank canvas to work with! Besides, I’m great with my hands, I’ll get a roof put up in no time!”

“Stealing from people’s pockets ain’t the same as building a roof, Hezeky Oakparma. I think you bit the cats tail here.”

Hezeky waved her comment away.

“No chance. The hard things in life are the ones worth working for. I promised you I’d provide for you, and that’s what I’m going to do. Just wait and see.”

Ura sighed. She stepped farther into the rubble, stepping over what the horried smell came from: some sort of rotting pile of vegetation.

She tried her best to ignore the mess and focus only on the formation of the walls. With the rubble aside, it was a pretty nice sized room. It fit roughly about twenty tables it seemed, though it was hard to tell with them all laying in pieces.

The bar was no good. Being completely made of wood, it was all mossy and splintered.

The kitchen was no better off. Pots and pans lay everywhere, rusted from decades of rain.

But then Ura saw it. . . the most wondrous creation ever made by man:

The hearth.

All of a sudden the ruble seemed to dissipate, and it was Ura’s turn to grin.

She turned to Hezeky. The smile on her face very obviously pleased him as he beamed with pride.

“Looks better now, huh?”

The emotions that made her start this life in the first place came rushing back to her in that moment. She couldn’t find the words.

Instead, she grabbed his cheeks and kissed him.