Saturday, November 7
So we went to the forest to investigate the sightings Tenny’s students saw. Unfortunately, there was no mysterious apparition. We did find something odd though:
An abandoned still. Fiddleford knew it immediately. He was pleased. Me, not so much.
I was really hoping to find something interesting. Not just some old pots and pans.
Tenny thinks I’m still looking for him.
That’s silly. I know right where he is. Right where we left him, in the forest outside the cabin. I check every so often, just to be sure.
Well, tonight we’re going out to the pub and plan to have a nice time chatting with Riley O’Doell and his kids. It’s been a nice place to escape to and the new owners have made it just as cozy and convivial as it was when Tenny and I practically lived there in the 1980s.
Well, I guess they’re new to me, they’ve actually been there since the early 2000s when Riley’s father bought the place for his son, just before the man passed away. So it’s been Riley and his kids running it since then.
Riley’s sweet on Sally as well. I guess this has been going on for quite a while but Sally hasn’t really told me much about it until recently. Tiernan thinks eventually they’ll get together. I think that’d be terribly nice if they did. Riley’s a sweet man and Sally is very happy when they’re together. I think she thinks she needs to protect me, still, even though I don’t need it. The same with Tenny.
We traveled for five years on a boat around the world and still she thinks she needs to keep me safe! It used to annoy me but now, not so much. It’s very sweet of her but I do wish she’d realize I’m okay! I’m fine!
I really am. Yes, I do miss him, but I think maybe it’s more that I miss what I thought we had. I didn’t really know him. He didn’t let me know him.
If I did see him again… I don’t know. I think I’d demand an explanation. An apology. Something.
I’ll always love him. I guess that’s my sin. But I’m not going to dwell on what could have been if things had been different.
Ah well. In a different universe, perhaps things went differently. In a different universe, perhaps we were happy.
In a different universe, Bill Cipher and I… might still be together.