Wicked page 3 by ric gustafson
Melena looked at Elphaba. " Shall we pick the last of the winter berries and make a pie?". She smiled at her daughter. " Yes let's shall".
Elphaba pointed a finger toward the gate.
A man was standing by the gate. " Please forgive a stranger at your gate".
" Forgiven". Melena smiled. " Come in Come in".
He walked through the gate. " I'm trying to find the inn at Three Dead Trees".
" Why don't you clean up?". She smiled. " Please join me for breakfast?".
" Thank you". He washed up at a nearby pump. She made up two plates of eggs and mashed tar root. They sat down at a bench.
" I am Melena".
" I am a Quadling". He took a bite of the eggs. " My name is Turtle Heart". He took a bite of the mashed tar root. " I come from the outreaches of Ovvels".
" And what do you do in Quadling country?".
" I am a glass blower".
research help: ' Wicked' by Gregory Maguire
Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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