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movies, fashion, all of them constantly changing.  What would it but like to watch traditions change before your very eyes?   Or were the changes so gradual she’d barely even noticed them?  How exciting to have lived all that history instead of reading it in a cold, dry history book.  What she wouldn’t give to have been able to have a conversation with the lady before she died.
    It reinforced her belief in keeping a journal, which she had done religiously since the age of ten.  There would be volumes upon volumes of history, her history, to leave for someone someday.  Not that she had anyone special in her life, but there was always hope.  Look at Gideon Meriwether, who, she had discovered, had been married three times.  So there was still hope, but she certainly didn’t feel it in her heart.  Well, regardless, she wasn’t going to just sit around and wait for true love to come knocking on her door.  She decided to go up to the Blue Bull Inn and visit with Bryn, maybe hook up with someone she knew from college.  Either way, she wasn’t going to just sit home on a perfectly good Saturday night.
     
    RayeAnn stood near the crowded bar, a ginger ale in her hand, and talked to one of her old neighbors from when she was a little girl.  She remembered the woman as a teenager hired to babysit, one who usually allowed her to stay up an extra half-hour.  Now she was a married woman with children of her own, still living in the house she was raised in so she could take care of her now elderly parents.  How wonderful it must be to have three generations all living under the same roof, though she was sure it had its moments of utter chaos.  Men’s shouting voices came from behind her.  She had just turned to see what was going on when the ice cold liquid hit her square in the face.  She inhaled sharply at the impact.  God, this shit’s cold .  Cold liquid dripped down her hair and face, soaking her silk blouse.  She could feel her mascara running down her face, beating out her eye shadow by a nose.  Speechless, she just stood there sputtering and smelling like a brewery.  The laughter that followed snapped her from her trance and she ran to the bathroom, embarrassed and humiliated. 
    She looked into the mirror, not really sure where to start the clean-up.  She bent over and rinsed her hair and washed her face, then slapped the buttons of both hand drier machines.  The blouse was ruined, dammit, and it was one of her favorites.  When she straightened from the sink, Bryn shoved a clean towel into her hand.
    “Who did this to me?  Do you know who it was?”
    “I don’t know the guy’s name, he’s only been in a couple of times before.  Want me to go beat him up for you?”  Bryn jumped up and down, fists raised, as she bobbed left and right like a boxer in the ring.  She pretended to spit on the ground and wiped her nose with one of her dainty fists.
    Despite her anger , RayeAnn burst out laughing.  Bryn was such a sissy, girly girl she wouldn’t hurt a fly.  Which just made it that much funnier. 
    “No thanks, this one I’ll take care of myself.  Look at my blouse, it’s ruined . 
    “Don’t whine.  We’ll look online tomorrow and replace it.  Figures that one of the few nights you come to visit me and you’re assaulted by a flying beer.  I don’t know how to break this to you, but you have really lousy luck.”
    “What, you think I didn’t already know that?  Story of my life, kiddo.  I didn’t wear a coat tonight , so I’m just going to dry my blouse before I go home.  I’ll see you tomorrow morning.  Thanks for the help and the towel.”
    “The least I could do to protect the Blue Bull Inn’s reputation.”  She bowed deeply at the waist before heading out the door.
    After five minutes of doing the limbo under the hand dryer she finally gave up and walked out of the bathroom.  A huge water stain decorated the front of her blouse.  Before she could make it out of