Layra sliced herself a piece of warm bread and laid it on her plate, then she spread butter over it. She was about to take a bite when she heard someone knock on the door.

“Could you get the door Weezie,” their mother said.

“I will,” Layra said quickly, she smiled at Weezie and mother then got up from her chair and went to the door. She dusted her dress off then she opened the door. Duncan stood there looking at her.

“I hope I ain’t to early,” Duncan said, smiling.

“Well we were just eating breakfast, then we were going to go on a walk, so yeah, your kind of early but that’s alright.” Layra said, looking over her shoulder at the breakfast table.

“So, how long will it take you to do that? Will it be an hour or fifteen minutes? I donnae want to spend me whole day waiting on a bunch of does, if ye ken* what I mean, which ye probably donnae. What I am trying to say is that does take forever and me I donnae have forever. So where do ye walk to?”

Layra rolled her eyes. “Just over that hill and down to the river. Then we are done for the day.”

“So, let me get this straight. You go over that brae** and down to the burn*** and then your done. Okay then let’s go.” Duncan said as he started walking toward the hill.

“Wait just a minute, I didn’t say you could come with us. Plus,” Layra said, “I haven’t eaten yet and my mother hasn’t met you.”

“Then I guess ye should stop jabbering and stuff some vittles**** in that mouth or yers,” Duncan said impatiently.

“I really don’t like you,” Layra said scowling at him.

“I ken,” Duncan said, winking. Layra stomped her foot on the ground, then she turned and went back inside, grabbing her piece of bread. She then went back outside with Weezie and mother.

“Mother this is Duncan,” She said as she quickly ate the bread.

“It’s nice to meet you Duncan, do you want anything to eat?” Mother said.

“It’s nice to meet ye as well,” Duncan said smiling, “And I thank ye, but I donnae need any vittles.”

They then started walking. They made it over the hill and were walking toward the river when Layra had a feeling. It was quiet, too quiet. She stopped and cocked her ear. She then felt someone grab her from behind, she screamed as she felt a blade placed over her throat.

*know

**hillside

***stream

****food (vittles is a southern word, but since most southerners are descended from Scotch-Irish it seemed fitting) - Fun fact did you know southerners have an accent because most of us are descended from Scotch-Irish, (accept for us we're from English descent but we still have an accent...lol...) the accent has changed a little over the generations but has stayed mostly intact.

Well there it was hope y'all liked it!