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S through Z › Sleepy Hollow
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
3,722
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Sleepy Hollow, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
At first sight
Wow. Ok. This chapter is right after Ichabod takes Katrina (who is the mother in chapter 1) and Masbath to New York. It’s spring of 1800 and little shorter but gets the story going.
Chapter 2: At first sight
City life seemed to suit Katrina well. She had not been as overwhelmed as Ichabod had thought and adapted quite nicely. Ichabod had moved out of his home, finding it too small for the family of three, and moved into a small house just outside the heart of the city.
While Ichabod worked as a constable, Katrina opened a shop where she made remedies and sold them at reasonable prices. At first, many were skeptical and appalled at the idea of a young woman working-wasn’t a woman’s job to cook, clean house, and mind the children?-but many came to her, claiming she was better than even the best doctor in New York.
Masbath was in school, he was a remarkably smart young man. He helped Katrina at the store when he could, often picking up ingredients on his way home from school, helping on the weekends or weekday afternoons, when his schooling allowed it.
It was early May when he came into the store, the morning air was still crisp and cool. He walked in slowly, dressed all in black: black slacks, black shirt, a black cape, and black boots. He heard people murmuring as he walked, he didn’t mind it-the hype of his fame was still hot.
Katrina looked around the store, wondering just what it was about the man that had walked in that had caused such a stir. She didn’t have to wonder long. The very sight of him was enchanting- breathtaking almost. He walked to the counter, his boots were soundless against the wood, he had a unique smell to him, one that Katrina never figured. He smiled broadly, with teeth white enough they seemed to be able to blind anyone that stared directly at them. “Hello.”
She took several breaths before saying “hello. What troubles bring you here?”
He chuckled. “None. Except for the fact that you’ve never been to my show.”
Katrina looked at him, a puzzled look on her face. “Why, I’ve never seen you until today. How could I know about your show?”
The man bowed and laid a card on the counter. “They call me Magic Man.” Katrina couldn’t hide the excitement in that one word: Magic. Sometime when she had looked at the card, he had disappeared into the city.
Sighing, she turned the card over. It showed when his performances were. As luck would have it, he had one that very night. She wondered just how she would get past Ichabod Crane.
Chapter 2: At first sight
City life seemed to suit Katrina well. She had not been as overwhelmed as Ichabod had thought and adapted quite nicely. Ichabod had moved out of his home, finding it too small for the family of three, and moved into a small house just outside the heart of the city.
While Ichabod worked as a constable, Katrina opened a shop where she made remedies and sold them at reasonable prices. At first, many were skeptical and appalled at the idea of a young woman working-wasn’t a woman’s job to cook, clean house, and mind the children?-but many came to her, claiming she was better than even the best doctor in New York.
Masbath was in school, he was a remarkably smart young man. He helped Katrina at the store when he could, often picking up ingredients on his way home from school, helping on the weekends or weekday afternoons, when his schooling allowed it.
It was early May when he came into the store, the morning air was still crisp and cool. He walked in slowly, dressed all in black: black slacks, black shirt, a black cape, and black boots. He heard people murmuring as he walked, he didn’t mind it-the hype of his fame was still hot.
Katrina looked around the store, wondering just what it was about the man that had walked in that had caused such a stir. She didn’t have to wonder long. The very sight of him was enchanting- breathtaking almost. He walked to the counter, his boots were soundless against the wood, he had a unique smell to him, one that Katrina never figured. He smiled broadly, with teeth white enough they seemed to be able to blind anyone that stared directly at them. “Hello.”
She took several breaths before saying “hello. What troubles bring you here?”
He chuckled. “None. Except for the fact that you’ve never been to my show.”
Katrina looked at him, a puzzled look on her face. “Why, I’ve never seen you until today. How could I know about your show?”
The man bowed and laid a card on the counter. “They call me Magic Man.” Katrina couldn’t hide the excitement in that one word: Magic. Sometime when she had looked at the card, he had disappeared into the city.
Sighing, she turned the card over. It showed when his performances were. As luck would have it, he had one that very night. She wondered just how she would get past Ichabod Crane.