Introduction: Sally Owens
Jun. 29th, 2008 06:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sally_owensYes, I know the stories that the Aunts have told my sister Gilly and me, ever since we were little girls:
'For over two hundred years, we Owens women have been blamed for everything that has ever gone wrong in this town..."
And after our parents died, Gilly and I and of course the Aunts, were always blamed for everything. We were always teased and taunted by our classmates. Aunt Jet used to simply explain that we Owens women always created a stir, and then she and Aunt Fanny and she would both in one form or another proceed to stir the pot in the community with their love spells that could be bought for a price. And always there was the strange assortment of animals that always lived in and around the huge Victorian house that we call home. Some said they were mythological beasts, when really the most exotic thing we ever had around here was a ferret that got lose from our classmate, Donnie Lanham because he kept lighting its tail on fire! I think for as long as I can remember, Gilly and I have always wanted to get free of this place, away from the called out taunts and the blame for every petty little natural occurrence that ever happens to anyone else. If codependency were a Country, Crescent Harbor would be its undisputed capital city. Gillian has been spending more and more time away from home with that swimming pool salesman. It looks and feels like it could be serious. Me, I think I am going to stick my nose back in a book and hopefully not have to think about it too much right now.
I better get to bed. Tomorrow I go to the bank to see if I can get a loan for my store, Verbena. If I am stuck in this place, I may as well make a go of it doing something I love.
Muse: Sally Owens
Fandom: Practical Magic
Word Count: 328
'For over two hundred years, we Owens women have been blamed for everything that has ever gone wrong in this town..."
And after our parents died, Gilly and I and of course the Aunts, were always blamed for everything. We were always teased and taunted by our classmates. Aunt Jet used to simply explain that we Owens women always created a stir, and then she and Aunt Fanny and she would both in one form or another proceed to stir the pot in the community with their love spells that could be bought for a price. And always there was the strange assortment of animals that always lived in and around the huge Victorian house that we call home. Some said they were mythological beasts, when really the most exotic thing we ever had around here was a ferret that got lose from our classmate, Donnie Lanham because he kept lighting its tail on fire! I think for as long as I can remember, Gilly and I have always wanted to get free of this place, away from the called out taunts and the blame for every petty little natural occurrence that ever happens to anyone else. If codependency were a Country, Crescent Harbor would be its undisputed capital city. Gillian has been spending more and more time away from home with that swimming pool salesman. It looks and feels like it could be serious. Me, I think I am going to stick my nose back in a book and hopefully not have to think about it too much right now.
I better get to bed. Tomorrow I go to the bank to see if I can get a loan for my store, Verbena. If I am stuck in this place, I may as well make a go of it doing something I love.
Muse: Sally Owens
Fandom: Practical Magic
Word Count: 328
