Bruce had been out in the small town for a little while now, having become a familiar and welcome face among the locals. He was a teacher to their children, and the odd adult who felt a desire to learn and he was glad to supply the desired knowledge. Many people questioned why such a well-educated man had come to parts like Culver but the questions had long died out as he worked minor miracles that made the local apothecary owner jealous.
The town was growing though and the school had just had a second classroom added to accommodate the children, but now they needed a new teacher and Bruce had received word one was on the way. He'd dressed in his best but it was still a touch on the frumpy side, having seen the wear of hard labor and a few childish pranks from his students. He was walking toward the coach when a woman stepped off and he quite instantly felt his heart leap into his throat at the mere sight of her. It was like an angel had arrived in Culver and he felt his cheeks flush as he waited for the stage to unload. He couldn't imagine that such a lovely woman would have been sent all this way to teach in a small town like this.
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Date: 2013-12-30 04:20 am (UTC)From:The town was growing though and the school had just had a second classroom added to accommodate the children, but now they needed a new teacher and Bruce had received word one was on the way. He'd dressed in his best but it was still a touch on the frumpy side, having seen the wear of hard labor and a few childish pranks from his students. He was walking toward the coach when a woman stepped off and he quite instantly felt his heart leap into his throat at the mere sight of her. It was like an angel had arrived in Culver and he felt his cheeks flush as he waited for the stage to unload. He couldn't imagine that such a lovely woman would have been sent all this way to teach in a small town like this.