In November 05, Honeycombers went to the hills! The annexed town of Stonehill was slowly but surely turning into a great place to live (and learn!) and during this autumn month it was the focus of many Honeycomb Valley residents.
Luke and Susie
One early November morning, Susie made breakfast which they ate while Boy brought the newspaper in.
Since it was a nice and sunny day, Luke decided to read the paper out in the sunshine, while heavily pregnant Susie took a moment to relax next to her boyfriend.
“Honeycomb Hills!” Luke chuckled. “That’s actually brilliant!”
“Hmm? What?” Susie answered, distracted from her train of thought.
“Stonehill! They named it ‘Honeycomb Hills’. It looks like it’s going to be really nice too. Look, there’s a picture of the public transport station and the new university.”
While the contest to rename Stonehill first seemed fruitless, a late entry by 18 year old Rachel Murray proved to be a winner and thus we can now announce the town of Stonehill will, from this day forward, be known as Honeycomb Hills.
Mayor Newman is turning out to be a man true to his word. Over the past few months, there’s been a lot of activity in Honeycomb Hills and as promised, a public transport station with underground and bus links to Honeycomb Valley is the first project to be completed. The grand opening of the station is scheduled for next week, the 8th of November.
Meanwhile, work is also well on the way on the University, which will be renamed from Honeycomb Valley University to simply Honeycomb University.
With classes scheduled to start at the University in just three weeks time, it’s going to be quite a task to complete it in time, but mayor Newman has complete faith in the men carrying out the work and is sure they will finish in time.
Note: The column to the right focusses on Rachel and how she came up with the name.
But Susie had something else on her mind.“That’s all very nice dear, but how about the work on our house? I don’t know if you noticed, but I’m about to pop out a baby and we have no place to put it, still!”
Luke reassured his girl all would be alright and sure enough, and with a little help from some builder friends, a few days later, the little ranch house was covered in scaffolding.
At the Runaway House
Even though Honeycomb Hills was slowly turning into a place worth living, there was still lots to be done as well, and over at the Runaway House…
… there were two ‘ladies’ who still felt like they were alone in this town. Judging by the volume of their voices…
“Listen ‘miss Martha’, I don’t know what you are thinking, walking around here like you own the place, but this is still mine and Ray’s house and you are lucky we let you stay here!”
“Oh is that right? Who died and made you boss, Liz?” Martha retorted.
But Ray had enough.
“Will you stop it!? The both of you! First of all, Liz, yes, I invited Martha to stay here, just like I invited you to stay here a year ago. But it’s not ‘our house’. Hell, we’re lucky to even have this roof over our heads!”
“And secondly, will you both just keep. it. down.?! I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we’re not alone in this town anymore and we should lay low. Which isn’t happening with the both of you having daily shooting matches!”
And with that, Ray left to get some air.
“I’m sorry Ray, you’re right, we do need to cool it…”
Ray sighed “It’s okay. I’m just worried… What with all the building that’s going on around town, I think it’s only going to be a matter of time until we are found out and forced out of here. And worse, are all send back to where we came from…”
“I’ve been thinking, maybe it’s time to leave this place and head into the hills. I have a tent and we have the sleepingbags… Sure, we’ll lose the comforts of having a roof over our heads and running water, but at least we won’t be found… How about we go and explore, see if there’s a spot where we could set up camp?”
Martha agreed, and after Ray talked to Liz, she also reluctantly had to admit this would actually be best.
And so, when dusk settled in, they went into the hills to find a spot.
After a long hike, they discovered a great big, secluded pond.
“This might work…” Ray said. “We could catch some fish here too for food.”
But Liz wasn’t happy.
“You can’t be serious Ray… It’s freezing here and it’s only November… We’ll die out here when winter comes around… I’m going back to the house.”
And so, Liz left.
Ray and Martha decided to stay to test the spot a bit more. To see if there were actually fish here and how cold it would get as it got later.
They had soon caught a lot of fish which they roasted over a fire (The firepit and chairs were already there, this place must have been a great camping spot back in the glory days of Stonehill)
With the fire burning, it wasn’t actually that cold, so after they finished their fish, Ray and Martha sat down to have a chat.“So your parents really sold you to nuns?”
“Yep. Well, no, they didn’t sell me, but they did try to stick me in a convent…”
“So how about you, Ray? What’s your tale?”
“Ah, you know the story. Boy is born to unfit parents. Boy gets placed in the foster care system. The system fails boy. Boy gets in trouble at school. Boy gets kicked out of school, and then another, and then another. Boy goes from one foster family to the next. None of them really want him. Boy decides ‘screw you all’ and runs away.”
“That must have been tough…”
Ray shrugged. “Just life. Well, my life anyway.”
After sitting in silence for a bit longer, Ray suggested they’d head back to the house.
“But first, there’s a little thing I’ve been wanting to do for weeks now…”
Being a runaway sure had its perks, Martha felt.
After that kiss, Ray and Martha went back to the house.
When they got ‘home’, Martha went upstairs to make use of the running water while they still had it.
Meanwhile, Liz took care of Ray…
“You look sore and cold from that long walk, Ray. How about I give you a massage?”
Since Ray knew Liz gave the best massages, he allowed her to do her thing.
“So much tension! You know, I can think of another way to relieve that tension…”
“We can’t do that, Liz, you know we’re not alone in the house anymore” Ray whispered back.
Oh dear, what will come of this…?
The Public Transport Station
On the 8th of November, the day was finally here: the first new building in Honeycomb Hills would be officially opened. Of course, Honeycomb Gazette reporter Abigail headed out to report on the opening of the public transport station.
It was pouring down that day, so not a lot of Honeycomb Valley residents had made the trip to Honeycomb Hills to attent the opening. But mayor Henry Newman didn’t let that stop him.
“Yes, it may be quiet here today, but from this day onward, a little rain will not hinder anyone coming to Honeycomb Hills anymore, since it’s now possible to visit this lovely town by bus or underground as well!
The small crowd that did attent the opening were pleased by Henry’s words and couldn’t wait to go in.
After the station had officially been opened, Abigail had a little interview with Henry in which he spoke about both the station and the great university campus which was also quite nearly ready.
Off to University!
In fact, it was only a week and a half later that five nervous but excited best friends were ready for a big lifechanging step…
At the Wyler house the car they rented was ready to be packed.
Meanwhile, Patty welcomed the other parents who had all come to wave their children off.
Once everything was packed (yes, they managed to make it fit), it was almost time to go. After some last minute well-meant parental advice on the driveway…
… it was time to say goodbye.
Dan was a bit anxious though, as Sadie still wasn’t there. She had promised to come straight from school, but was nowhere to be seen…
But thankfully, a few minutes later, there she was.
Daniel was driving, and once everyone has gotten in…
…the parents and Sadie got one final look and they were off to Honeycomb Hills.
Soon disappearing out of sight.
Of course Patty had made a little event of it all and the parents gathered in het backyard for coffee and cakes.