Nanowrimo Bits - 11/7/19 (Patreon)

A snippet from today's Nanowrimo - 

‘I can only really speak with Granny and my dad. Sorry.’

Flannery passed back the pad of paper. “Don’t worry about it. Everybody has their demons they gotta deal with in their own way. I’m glad you can talk to Granny, though.”

Kai nodded, smiling shyly. He seemed like a good kid, it was a shame he had to deal with something that debilitating, but he seemed to be in good spirits regardless. 

She continued to talk with him, asking him questions about himself. He seemed eager to answer on his pad of paper. She asked him if he was in school, and he was. He was going to school for marine biology. He wanted to be a conservationist. Otters and octopi were his favorites. He worked with his dad during the summers, helping him find reliable, responsible sources of seafood for his restaurants. He came into Granny’s shop all the time, but had only started to be able to talk to her without the pad of paper about two years ago. He knew sign language, but most other people didn’t, so he used the pad of paper as a back up. He bounced excitedly in his seat when Flannery expressed an interesting in learning. He taught her several simple phrases that day – greetings and how to say her name for the most part, though he did teach her some sea creatures as well. 

The bell above the door rang, and Flannery turned in the middle of practicing the sign for otter to see that Henry guy from the tram walking in.