me like that.” JerRic put his hands out. “I told you that you wouldn’t want to do that… not that you couldn’t.” He made a face.
“Where are we?” My eyes narrowed.
“This is Angeline.”
“Why does that name sound familiar?” I tapped my chin.
“Because Angeline was the first Storyteller… the reason the village is named Angeline.” JerRic explained.
“Wait, we're on the Quest? The one year one?” My mouth fell open.
“Not yet.” JerRic scanned the area. “And as long as you...”
I took off walking towards the cutest fountain I had ever seen. There was a statue in the middle of it.
“Yeah, you probably don't want to do that...” JerRic stomped after me.
I sat down on the fountain’s edge and dipped my hand into the water. It felt cool against my skin. JerRic's silhouette was blocking out the sun. I put my hand over my eyes to shield them enough to see JerRic.
“So the deal about Angeline is that we leave the moment we arrive, no matter how long we're here.” JerRic was talking really fast.
“Why are you talking so fast?” I frowned.
“Welcome to the grand old village of Angeline.” A man came up to us.
I shifted in my seat until I could see him. He was in a brown tunic. A rope was tied around his waist. He was a portly fellow.
“I am the Good Friar. Your Quest begins now.” The man turned and started walking away from us.
The strange thing was that I felt a pull to stand up. The next thing I knew, I was walking across the threshold to a little chapel. I felt something covering my legs. I was standing in a white dress. It was a wedding dress. I didn't have time to digest the information as I was being pulled down the aisle.