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"It's difficult to decide whether growing pains are something teenagers have--or are."

I entered the chapel today to find Luci missing, which isn't so terribly unusual. We have all been feeling the strain of recent events involving the plants, and despite Luci and the other orphans slipping out to forage supplies, much of our time was spent behind the relative safety of the church's doors. Now that the "Artifact" is gone--that strange device of unknown origin that was the cause of all our troubles--the city has taken on an air of freedom in contrast to the state of siege we found ourselves in as recently as last night. Luci had promised to help me dust the chapel, but I could hardly blame her for wanting a few hours escape in the city. Besides, Fr. Eamon told me he'd given Luci some credits for her lunch, so I suspected she had gone to Zoe's Cafe to see Guin.

It was not long before Luci returned to the chapel, as she had promised, but I do not think she expected to find me there, as upon close inspection I found a marijuana joint tucked behind her ear. Ohh, she went to Zoe's Cafe all right, but apparently Guin wasn't working then, and instead Luci was "served" by some strange woman who gave her a can of Coke for free and... and a doobie besides! I wrung the rest out of our little hellion by threatening her with everything from a frog-march to see Fr. Eamon to scrubbing the chapel's stone floor for a week, but she finally admitted that the woman was not one of Zoe's employees, but instead a stranger who took it upon herself to enter the cafe and pass out Coke, joints, and VODKA to anyone who happened by.

Thank God in His heaven, Luci refused the vodka.


The child is going to be the death of me. She begged me not to tell the father--she rather looks up to him, I think, as he's been teaching her how to read and write--but I will be telling Guin. Guin seems to be equal parts mother and sister to the girl, and if Luci won't listen to me, perhaps she will listen to Guin. And someone needs to tell Zoe about the... the miscreant using her cafe as a place to pass out drugs to little girls! In the meantime, Luci is grounded.

(And I think I need a shot of vodka. *sigh*)

Comments

[info]octoberhush wrote:
Mar. 6th, 2008 03:28 pm (UTC)
A joint you say?? I wouldn't know anything about that kind of thing *looks innocent*

I think if you give a teenager responsibilities, it tends to ground them and mature them a bit. At least that's what happened with Tober anyway (who is only 19). Prior to becoming the CW's stitcher, then the matron, she was basically out drinking every night, doing all sorts of drugs, and even having sex with near-strangers. Having to be "mom-cat" to a bunch of kitties who (much to her surprise) look up to her, is certainly sobering.
[info]sisterlisbeth wrote:
Mar. 10th, 2008 03:58 am (UTC)
*gives Tober a careful look* Hmm. ;)

But oh Tober, you naughty kitty! XD Becoming stitcher, then matron, was the best thing that could have happened to you! ;) And you're right--I need to start giving Luci more responsibilities around the parish. If nothing else, it will keep her too busy to get into mischief. *laughs*
[info]guinfouroux wrote:
Mar. 8th, 2008 12:55 am (UTC)
She 'fessed up to me about the joint yesterday, so I had a chance to talk to her about it. I *think* she listened, but I guess only time will tell. I'm new to all of this myself, so I have NO idea if I have any real influence over the girl or not!

And I will have words with that woman if I find her in Zoe's, I can promise you that much...
[info]sisterlisbeth wrote:
Mar. 10th, 2008 04:00 am (UTC)
Oh good! *heaves a sigh of relief* She DOES listen to you, very much so--and far better than she listens to ME. I think she looks at me and thinks a nun can't possibly know what she's talking about when it comes to such things. :-/

And yes... if you find that woman, haul her down to the parish and I'll HELP you. Grrr...