Alicia Gammelgård takes after her mother (sweetestterror) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2014-02-21 07:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-10-03, alicia, sugar |
you sit and wait with nothing to do
WHO | Alicia and OPENSugar
WHERE | Hotel di Sei Ali
WHEN | Around lunchtime
Alicia understood perfectly well why she and her father had left their home to move all the way to Scarlet Oak, Michigan. She didn't have to watch the news or know what was going on with any political regimes; she simply caught a glimpse of the reasoning one morning after her father woke up and pressed a kiss to her temple. The brief contact was enough for her to catch the briefest image of a dream he'd had during the night. She didn't know who he spoke to, but the words Broadway Bridge and bombing were paired together like the peanut butter and jelly on her sandwich. She sat with her knees together and her ankles out to the side, resting her elbows on her thighs while she silently ate her sandwich. She sat in the lobby of the hotel, perched at the bottom of a staircase. She liked sitting here to the side where no one was paying her much attention. It meant she could watch the inhabitants in peace.
The concierge behind the counter looked rather busy and she studied the bellhops that were constantly taking baggage through the doors, whether in or out. Taking another bite of her sandwich, Alicia wondered how long they were going to live in the hotel. She also began to think about her current freedom. Her father was busy doing some Adult things, probably finishing up paperwork with the hotel people, and they had yet to find someone to take care of her while he was busy with work. She chewed thoughtfully as she thought about the last governess her father had hired. The woman was too nice, Alicia felt, but seemed to be a little more open minded than the previous governesses. Would the next one be that way too? Or would she be scared away when Alicia picked up on some secret detail of her personal life?
Alicia bit into her sandwich again when someone caught her eye. It wasn't necessarily the way that they looked but more the way they looked at her that caught her attention. She stared back, her blue eyes wide and unblinking. She expected them to drop their gaze or turn away, but the opposite seemed to happen; they approached her instead.