The Ballad of Brian (draft)

“Grandmother, we have the Feast of [whatever] coming up,” Brian said.

“That we do, my boy!” Alvar said, placing her cup down, seemingly pleased with both Brian’s interest in the tradition and in her drink.

“And Tamatha said she could use some help with organizing the [Thing]… I’d like to offer my assistance.”

“Oh you would, would you?” said Alvar.

“Tamara’s volunteered to help as well,” Conrad said.

“Oh, excellent!” Alvar said. “Tamara and Tamatha work very well together.”

“Don’t worry about it, Brian,” said Felix. “[Thing] is very difficult for the inexperienced, and the Tams won’t need someone else.”

“But observing is a good way to gain experience,” Lorraine said. “Plus, even if they don’t need someone else, perhaps they’d appreciate it anyway.”

Alvar nodded and hummed, eyeing Brian shrewdly. “This isn’t the first time you’ve asked for additional responsibilities.  What’s brought this on?”

Once again, Brian felt the pressure of his family’s long and well established ties.

“Well… I’m an adult now,” Brian began. “I’ve been an adult for years now. I want to help the community more.  I know I’m inexperienced, but I’m never going to gain experience if I never have any experiences.”

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