So that afternoon,after the night of your first
were-dragoness transformation
you entered the small dining room where
your dad sat
listlessly.
You asked him where your 4 poster bed that you slept in had
come from
and your dad
said it had been a
wedding gift
from your mothers dad
Senetor Thomas Morse
or as you called him
Grampa Tom
You pressed on and your dad admitted it was where
you had been conceived about 12 years earlier
and when you asked him
what "conceived " meant
he coughed out his coffee
turned red faced and
said
"Never mind you're too young for that"
Then the Pastor
brought up a pressing matter
He explained that the Tunker Fellowship Hall
he had been in charge of
in Plum Creek had been in desperate
need of the boxes of printed
bibles
he'd been transporting in the buckboard
last night.
That load was ruined,waterlogged
and still lying in the creek,his horses were gone
and the wagon wrecked.
Basically,he explained
he was finished,bushwacked,without powder
in the frizzen pan.
His pastoral days were through.
He pulled out a letter from your
grandpa Tom
It seemed the Senator had invested in several new industries up in the
north east
including a "electro magnetic dynamo "factory
at Athena New England.
Gramps was inviting his shootist son-in-law to return with
his young son and the Senators
daughter
to take over
the Athena factory.
It seemed your mothers younger brother had gambled off the workers wages and fled
the country
and Gramps figured someone
who had faced down
99 hardened criminals was just
who was needed to deal
with the Athena factories ticked off workers
no knowledge of "electro magnetic dynamos " required
Go for it you told your dad,secretly intrigued by the
connection between the Goddess Athena on
your four poster bed and the factory in Athena.
And so you,your mom and dad packed up and got aboard the train heading east.
And it was whilst on that moving carriage car that you had to deal
with your second
much more painful
transformation into a
were dragoness.