[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]

Ainsley's eyes darted from Mollie-Sue to E.L., then back to Mollie-Sue in a sort of panic - control your girl, E.L. - as he took a step back and held his hands up.

Things were escalating real quickly, and it was mostly his fault. He shook his head quickly, a firm protest against talking bad on her, then squinted ruefully at E.L. because he knew that quirked eyebrow said a whole lot more than he was letting on. "I know you, Townsend, and I know what you mean by that," he grumbled.

"Look, it ain't... it ain't nothing like that, Mollie-Sue. Don't go workin' yourself up into one of them famous Winters Tizzies.