Heartstrings On Fire

Good thing Agnes was quick on her feet, so that bucket of water only dampened the hem of her dress.

The woman was fierce and intimidating. “Get out! Now! You’re not welcome here.”

Agnes said calmly, “Mrs. Fabian, I just want to talk to you. I mean no harm.”

Mrs. Fabian looked impatient. “I have nothing to discuss with journalists. Leave now or I’ll kick you out.” With that, Mrs. Fabian slammed the door shut.

Agnes found herself left out in the cold.

She sighed. This was a tough nut to crack, no chance for a conversation at all.

But Agnes was not one to give up so easily. She stood at the doorstep, plotting her next move.

Soon after, she heard the barking of dogs in the alleyway, and clearly someone else was approaching.

came in slowly with the backdrop of the setting sun.

pill for Agnes, whose anxiety lessened considerably at

damp

frowned. “I couldn’t get in and start a conversation. Do you have any ideas?”

replied, “Let me try.”

was hopeful. After all, Jared was famously known

on the door again, and in no time, the

her doorstep, she snarled, “What now, you brought reinforcements? Don’t think I’ll be scared just because you brought someone

about the stray animals? If you’re gone, who will take

to hit a nerve. The woman’s expression changed visibly, her faux ferocity falling

not here to discuss your eviction. I’m working on a special feature for the Stray Animal Protection Association about the stray animals in Harmony Hollow. Since you’re the only resident here, we can only get information from

you’re not here on behalf

“I’m a journalist, not a government official. Evictions are not within my jurisdiction, Mrs. Fabian. We’re not here

Fabian seemed doubtful but finally opened her door.

exchanged a glance before entering.