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Fresia and Ted - ch. 3Chapter 3Ted stuffed the last of the food into a tattered paper sack. Fresia emerged from her tiny bedroom with an old suitcase, which she dragged on the floor. My clothes weigh more than I thought!Don't worry, Ted offered. I planned ahead in case we had a lot of things to take. Is there anything else you would like to bring with us? I cannot guarantee we will be home in the next few months or even a year.This is risky business, Fresia thought for the hundredth time that morning. She scarcely knew Ted. Even if he was trustworthy, would they be able to get along for months at a time? A year? She looked around the apartment, trying to find any last thing she might want to take with her. Old popcorn still littered the floor, and her end table lay on its side. One of the legs cracked when Fresia tripped over it earlier.
Fresia and Ted - ch. 1 and 2Chapter 1Alone in the back room of a shop at the end of town, a tall man in an old lab coat worked feverishly within the glow of a single, mirror-amplified candle. Several clocks, certificates, and a large, stuffed carp adorned the walls of the room, its beady eyes watching silently, its mouth agape as if in awe. In the room's black corners, cubbyholes labeled in elegant script housed various wooden and metal components, neatly arranged in rows by size and type. Scientific books, sun flower seed casings and various scrolls of parchment stacked to the ceilings atop the shelves and littered the floors, cascading in gentle beige slopes across the workshop. An old, indented mattress rested amidst the papers on a far side of the room, partially collapsing from the weight of half a dozen gigantic books and a few tattered gray blankets. Two giant metal tool shelves rested beside the bed, drawers partially open.The room also conta