Red Riding Hood page 1 by ric gustafson
Spring 1386
Violet was sitting on her mule's saddle. In front of her was a basket. In it was her mother's fresh bread and apple cherry cake she had made. Violet tightened the red cloak that her grandmother had given her. There was a chill in the early morning air.
" Whoa Mistress Sally". Violet patted the mule's neck. The mule stopped. They had reached the crossroads near her mother's village.
Two weeks prior, Violet had met a young man riding a warhorse.
" Pardon me". He smiled. " Can you tell me the way to Bilborough?".
" Yes, stay on this road". Violet pointed. " You will reach Bilborough in about 15 miles".
" Thank you". He grinned. " May I ask your name?".
" Violet of Burwelle".
" I am Sir Merek of Dericott".
research help: ' Cloak of Scarlet' by Melanie Dickerson
Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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