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Zac said. “Well that is one way to handle it. We are to experience the world and try new things, after all. So stop looking at the drink and try it. I want to know if it is any good.”

Sara smiled and reached for the glass, and took a cautious sip, then a bigger one. “It is odd, but good. Melon and mint and cool. Kind of like tasting spring. That is what it reminds me of, more than anything.”

Zac said. “I have to find out what it is then. That sounds like it has to be tried. I think a person could spend a month just going though the drinks on that list.”

Sara finished her salad just as she heard Rebecca. “Well there you are! We will just join her Sir, if that is all right.”

Sara was temped to say no, but the room was filling up and it seemed silly to sit at the table alone. “Sure, there is more than enough places here.”

Rebecca’s look made t clear she hadn’t been talking to Sara, as the man pulled out chairs and handed out menus. “Very good, enjoy your meal, ladies. The server will be along shortly for your orders.” Sara had to wonder how tired he got of saying that.

Rebecca was looking at the menu as if it would bite her. “I suppose it is to much to hope for something descant. This folks clearly do not keep the day. What in the world is that?”

Sara said. “I have no idea, but plan on find out, so I can order some time. If you just want something light they do have salads on the back, rather than ordering a meal.”

The waiter came out and gave Abiram and Zac there diner salads, then sate down Sara’s meal in front of her. Sara blinked, there was more food on that plate then she usually ate in a day. “Thank you, it looks amazing.  By the way what is this drink called? I have never had anything like it. It reminds me of spring.”

The waiter said. “It does me as well, it is the Red-mint chill on our menu. Other places just call it a melon twist. Enjoy, I will be back in a bit for your orders, it doesn’t look like you have had time yet to look at the menus.” She left them.

Sara looked down at her plate, there was half a chicken on it, roasted in some herbs, potatoes and gravy, some carrots and corn, two large bisects, but they were not like what they had at home. It was not the usual wheat, but some other grain. There was all so another vegetable that she thought might be a type of squash, but wasn’t sure. “Well clearly I won’t be hungry this week. I just hope it taste half as good as it smells.”

Zac said. “I just hope mine is as good. That almost makes me wish I had asked for chicken, and I hate baked chicken.”

Sara smiled. “I wanted something different, and we don’t often have chicken at home. There are just to many of us to make it reasonable.”

Rebecca said. “That hardly looks like a Holly day meal, and way to much food for a lady. I don’t know what you were thinking. I think a half salad will do nicely.” The others nodded.

One of the others said. “Even then it is likely to be of the wrong ma for the day, but at least it will be closer. I think the green salad will be best for today. The summer salad is tempting, but not for to day, I think. Far to rich for the holy day, but there will be all week after all. Clearly ordering a diner is a mistake for one delicate as we. I would be so sick eating a portion of that.”

Sara said. “No one is going to be judging what you eat but you. Do as you likely, but I am not going to eat salads all week just because you feel it is wrong to eat a big meal. I have learned to enjoy what I can and not fret over it.”  She took a bite of the chicken and was delighted at how juice it was. She followed that with a bite of the potatoes and gravy. “This is unlikely anything we make at home. I have never tasted spices like these. It is a treat.”

Rebecca shook her head and said. “I am not surprised at that. Ah there she comes.”

“Have you decided yet?” Each of them ordered a half green salad and a glass of tea. The water said. “Very good ladies, I will be back with those shortly.” The meal pasted in silence after that. They didn’t even comment when Sara ate the piece of cake brought to her, though they pointed left heir’s untouched. As you didn’t eat sweets on a Holy day, the silence though was comment enough, and it didn’t go unnoticed.

Abiram stopped Sara on the stairs, the other girls looked pleased, thinking he was going to correct her. Instead he said, loud enough for them to hear. “Sara you want to come and play a game of cards with us? We could use another player. It might help us relax a bit so we can sleep tonight, if we think of something else a bit. Other than the fact that how All of us do on the tests will reflect on the school and Newtown.”

Sara said softly. “I was going to ask if you wanted to review a bit, but a game sounds more appealing. You are sure it won’t cause you or Zac problems?”

Zac said. “We are related, no one will even think twice about it. Well know one reasonable anyway. Though it likely won’t help you any.”

Sara said. “All right then.” She turned to the girls. “Lena I will do my best not to wake you when I come in. Or when I get up. I am used to being up early so likely will be gone when you rise.” She ignored the shocked looks and went with her brother and cousin.

Chapter 4

Bixter, Tests

Lena was indeed a sleep when Sara got up and took her clothes into the bathroom. She looked at the soaps and hesitated, she really should be concerned about the fancy stuff. But it wasn’t like she had any other to use. She looked them over and picked out the lightest secant soap and shampoo she could then entered the shower. There were to set of selves in there. One all ready held a bar of soap, so she set her choices on the other set, and turned to look at the shower. It was not much different from those at home, save there was a bit of magic on one of the pipes. There were two taps, but the ones at home had a hot and cold tap as well, just the hot water didn’t usually run the girls bath. She hesitated a bit, the magic was around the hot water one so she shouldn’t. But then again what could it hurt. She turned it and then let out an involuntary yelp. The water was hot. Quickly she reached for the cold tap and was relived when the water cooled. A bit of fiddling and she was able to get it comfortable. She took her time and enjoying the fact she didn’t have to hurry though so as to not get to chilled. She got out and dried off, half expecting a knock on the door telling her to hurry up, she dressed and brushed out her long hair. Marveling at how wavy that shampoo had left it, she braided it and pined it up, then set her head covering in place.

Leavening the room she saw that Lena was still in her bed, though perhaps not as asleep as she appeared to be. Sara fastened her purse into place and then put her note books a couple of books and, a bit reluctantly, she added in her embroidery, as she knew she should, but really doubted if it would leave the bag. She then left the room, shutting the door softly, and started for the stairs. Think of bacon and hash browns, with a glass of juice and a cup of tea. Surely they wouldn’t’ mind both, she hoped to do some reading there, before moving to the lobby. They wouldn’t leave for a few hours yet, she just hoped it wasn’t to early for breakfast, she had meant to ask.

She was relived to see a few pother people on the stairs and felt even better when she entered the dinning room and found there were people at the tables and others waiting for a table. She joined the line waiting and watched the food being taking out to the tables. Seeing it she changed her mind about what she was going to have. There was not long to wait.

It was a different person than last night. “So a table for one or are others joining you?”

Sara said. “It will be just me, sir.”

He said, “Then I have a table for you. Right this way.” He led her to a table that was set for one, pulled out the chair and handed her a menu once she was seated. “The server will be by in a bit.”

He left and Sara looked at the menu, flipping to the omelets, it didn’t take her long to find the name of the one she wanted, but she was still trying to decide on a juice when the server showed up.  “So are you ready to order?”

Sara smiled. “I would like this around the world omelet with hash browns, but I am bewildered by your bread choices, so would you mind just bring the type you have most of? With breakfast tea and some juice, and there again I am stumped, having no idea what half of them are.”

The server said. “No problem. Few of you kids are used to the choices. I will just bring you something I think fits the omelet.”