[Log - Young ones]

[1948tucker]

[RP log set in New Orleans. Fifteen year old Mollie-Sue, E.L and Ainsley meet up for an important discussion.]

"Ainsley asked me to meet him here, but I don't see him nowhere." E.L frowned as Mollie-Sue and he lingered on the bridge. It was one of their favorite haunts right there with the weeping willows drawn about them like stage curtains. Mollie-Sue hadn't never been to Louisiana City Park, neither. E.L sure hoped his buddy didn't mind him bringing a girl along. The day was too pretty to pass up on improving the view with a real pretty face.

"He ain't usually late."

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[ainsley_wheeler]

No, he wasn't usually late. His daddy taught him all about the importance of being punctual, but he'd figured E.L. wouldn't mind him being a little tardy if it meant his face wasn't as red as a tomato.

Finally, though, he trotted up behind them, slowing down at the sight of Mollie-Sue's familiar blond pigtails until he had to duck behind the fat swell of a willow tree trunk so they wouldn't see him pitching a small fit. Aw, hell. What was she doing here?