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Afternoon Tea
It was unusual for Mr. Asbury to be inviting anyone into his home. All seemed interested in his invitation. Not one
person had ever seen the man hitherto that evening. The Asbury home had been there for years but only recent did Mr. William
Asbury arrive from England to Virginia, and move into the isolated home. There had not been any word of him or from him at
all after his arrival. The whole town only heard of his arrival through a man who had been lost and had happened to drive pass
the home watching the movers carry the extraordinary belongings of Asbury. He never announced his arrival to anyone. It was
presumed he was a rather rude man. He was seemingly pictured as a rather obese rich arrogant bastard that only thought of
himself, however he was not far from being everyone’s conviction. All seemed to contemplate his incentive for his sudden
openness
towards his nearby residents.
His-
Mr. McNeil’s abrupt gasp rendered Mary from her thoughts. The revel marched across the rug to the other side to Mr.
Riley’s
corner.
“Mr. Riley! I do believe you have ruined my carpet floor! You deliberately spilled that cup of tea!”, he said
exasperated.
The young man angrily stood from his corner and looked at the minor spot
on the beige floor.
angrily. He mumbled something in his ire. Mrs. Dawson stared at the two with surprising eyes. She carefully placed her tea on
the coffee table and gave a deep sigh and looked at her husband. McNeil did not seem to take Mr. Riley’s comments
subjectively. He paced back and forth across the hearth and said nothing more.