<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/GkkRrdlkcwlI.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Aletta Emelda Maria Sanchez (aka Letty) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200832.msg9815927#msg9815927)<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>none<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sunday, May 14th, 1877<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Morning,  during Church (she will be late for Church)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avery’s office  -  Gomorra<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Her Sunday Best  (http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/penelope-cruz-fanfan-la-tulipe_zps69f0d050.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Avery<br/><hr/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Letty arrived into town alongside Aggy, as was their routine every Sunday, like clockwork. The church called the ladies with the comforting ringing of the bells, reminding all those sinners (and there were a lot) that the house of god was open for business.  Dressed in her Sunday best, Letty slipped from the carriage and helped Aggy, smiling as the older woman swatted Letty’s hands in the process. Aggy was fiercely proud, much like Letty herself, but the smile on Aggy’s face cut any bitterness that might have lingered from the offer of help. <br/><br/><strong>”Stop fussing girl. I’m not dead yet”</strong> grumbled Aggy as she climbed down from the carriage that had been part of the ranch for much longer than seemed possible. It wasn’t in the best of shape, but it managed to hold together and get the job done. <br/><br/>Letty softly chuckled, releasing her hold and stepping back, out of her friend and employer’s way. <strong>”It’s a good thing too. You would be arriving in a pine box if that were the case”</strong> chirped Letty and earning a playful glare from Aggy. <strong>”Better get  all that out of the way now. You’ll have to smile at folk once you past those doors”</strong> teased Letty, earning a chuckle from her friend this time. <br/><br/>The two women made their way towards the church when Letty paused suddenly. She had been trying to ignore the nagging sensation that had weighed heavily upon her for a few days. The face of one man continued to haunt her, at first only in her dreams, and the gradually filling her waking hours.  She couldn’t stop thinking about Avery. He had assisted her when she was in need of help, and she had yet to thank him properly. It had nothing to do with wanting to see him again for any other reason… or at least that was what she had told herself, firmly! <br/><br/><strong>”Come on girl, you’re slower than molasses! Whatcha waitin’ fer? It ain’t like God himself is gonna come down to personally invite cha-in”</strong> <br/><br/>It was all Letty could do not to roll her eyes. <strong>”I got some business I need to take care of. I gotta do it now or I won’t get another moment of peace”</strong> She was already moving, walking backwards as she explained her sudden need to be elsewhere. <strong>”Save me a seat Aggy, I won’t be long!”</strong> <br/><br/>Aggy shook her head and turned on the balls of her feet, making her way into the church. Letty had been acting odd ever since she had stayed out all night after their argument a few days prior. Aggy had been more worried than she liked to admit. She had felt guilty letting it slip that the letters her brother had supposedly written, luring the pretty Mexican across country, had not actually come from his hand. The man Letty had fallen in love with was in fact a mystery man, and not the one buried on the far northern side of the ranch. Still, she respected Letty’s need for space and figured the girl would return when she was ready. <br/><br/>The ranch owner had heard through gossip some of the details of Letty’s good time at Babel’s Tower. She hadn’t said much on the subject, figuring that Letty had suffered enough after indulging in too much drink. Besides, Letty was a full grown woman who could stand on her own two feet, Aggy was not there to babysit. <br/><br/>Letty walked at first with determined purpose, though the closer she got to Ballot Boulevard the slower her pace became. A soft pink tone kissed her cheeks as she fell victim to her own embarrassment. His letter was still tucked against her breast where she had tucked it away that morning for safe keeping. Perhaps the idea to visit Avery that morning had always been her plan, at least unconsciously. Why Sunday?  Perhaps it was for the convenience, or perhaps it was because she would look her best, counteracting the way she must have looked the last time they met face to face. But that was ridiculous, wasn’t it? After all why did it matter what he thought of her? Right? It didn’t matter.. or did it? There were too many questions that needed answering, but Letty wasn’t sure she was ready to learn the answers, and so she pushed them to the back of her mind and locked them away for another day. <br/><br/>The Burnham Independent Detection and Security Agency stood before her, innocent in its appearance, yet Letty couldn’t help but feel the building was mocking her. Mindlessly she pressed her hand against the letter currently sitting heavily against her skin. He had been kind when he didn’t need to be, now she had to face the music and thank him properly! Swallowing her pride, Maddie moved forward and stepped into the building as silent as a mouse. Perhaps if she remained still her presence would go unnoticed and then she could say she had attempted, but it simply wasn’t in the cards.  She could always leave a note on the back of his note! <br/><br/>The door closed quietly behind her with the handle pushing her gently further into the room. The waiting room was sparse, but neat, with several chairs and a bench lining the wall. She moved forward, wondering if she should knock on the inner office door. She hesitated, worried that she might be disturbing him, or perhaps she was attempting to come up with a reasonable excuse to escape…. more questions that would have to remain unanswered. She knew thanking Avery was the right thing to do, and so she called out in a softer than normal voice, causing her to swallow her words, leaving the greeting to hang in the air. <br/><br/><strong>”Hello...is there…”</strong> a silence hung in the air for a second before Letty whispered <strong>”I can come back later if… I don’t mean to interfere.”</strong> Goodness gracious! She was talking to herself, and not well at that!  <br/><br/><strong>”Oh mi dios Letty podría sonar más de un idiota! Conseguir juntos chica! Rápido!”</strong> she grumbled as she turned , pausing before the front door as if struggling to decide whether she should stay or go. <br/></div>