Always Abigail.....................On hiatus..........

Always Abigail..........Will return in October......

Things in Centralia are really, really, bad the King has asked that I straighting things out.

Ok, so he did not ask he demanded......

I shall be out until October...................

Until I return a good friend of mine August Moon will be here in my place.................

Always Abigail.............Trouble is Brewing

Back at the Nook



“Beth, Always Abigail asked if you could add a couple more picnic baskets? She also invited you to the Country Cow for lunch. She thinks Barley would love to see you.”

“Becky”? Beth putting her hand on her hips eyed Becky with great suspicion. Becky was known for her rebellious antics. Poor Barley barely keeps her in check.

Turning slightly Beth caught the smile on Becky’s face. Miss. “Grown ass woman” was using her and her crush on Barley to cause trouble. Whoever suggested the name Temper for her was one smart cookie.

“Temper, why don’t I call a friend to come and pick us. I am sure Always Abigail will be hungry after her walk”.

“Beth, I prefer to be called Becky. Who you gonna call to pick us up”?

“Oh, just a friend”.

Beth smiled as she dialed Cross St. Laurent’s number. Two could play this little game. Temper would get a taste of her own medicine.

Always Abigail..............Meets Cross

I just know this is not going to go well. Becky is going to get me in a lot of trouble with her shenanigans.

“Always Abigail, Temper is a pigheaded lass”

“Who are you?”

“Tis I, Cross St.Laurent mate of Temper Rebbecca Gibbs.”

“Cross St. Laurent. I like the name but um mm, well, I think Becky has other ideas about who her mate should be”.

“No worries Always Abigail I shall woo the fair maiden.”

I laugh a Scottish man in my head? This seems all wrong. I’v always dreamed of going to Scotland but never of writing about a Scotsman!

I must have fallen and bumped my head. I am hearing voices and seeing a 6”3 dark haired Scotsman with a drop dead sexy smile that is all fangs. Dear Lord he looks like pirate! A very sexy pirate with unlimited brooding and bad temper.

Is he following me and talking? “Always Abigail young Barley will be happy that I am the lasses mate!”

“I don’t think so Cross, I am already in trouble with King Jacques. I think it best I leave you in the Outskirts until things cool off.” I can smell trouble a mile away and between the pirate and Becky I stink! The two of them are going to lead to me into a lot of trouble.

“Always Abigail, I think I will join you and young Barley for lunch. Maybe that will get the ball rolling with Temper if her brother and I are friends." He smiles that sexy devilish smile all fangs.

Has he never read a romance book in his life? No way is Barley going to turn his sister over to a pirate without a fight.

I am not going to answer, I'll ignore him maybe he will go away and leave me alone.

Speaking of lunch I it's getting late and I am hungry. I hope Beth packed enough for us to eat.

I always order enough for an army when I head out to the Outskirts. Someone always drops in when I am out here. The Outskirts are less than 20 minutes outside the city limits most folks who live in the OutSkirts only make it to town for special occasions.

The Outskirts is often considered a smaller village because it is self supportive with everything the village has.

One of my favorite Outskirts residents is Dr. Seth Martin or Doc Martin as everyone out here calls him. Doc Martin has a thriving medical practice in town and in the Outskirts. During the winter Doc Martin lives on his estate in Outskirts so there is a doctor on call at all times in case of an emergency.

Along with his Nurse Sara Sullivan they keep everyone healthy all through the rough winters.

I see the Country Cow coming up. Looks like I was right to bring extra for lunch. I see Doc Martin and Sara pulling into the circular driveway. I hope I have enough food for the 4 of us.

“Always Abigail, what about me, I have worked up and appetite with this long walk.” Rubbing his stomach Cross gives me a puppy dog face.

“OK, you can only stay for lunch and that is it. You are not allowed to talk to Barley about Becky.” I tell the pirate. “This is to be between you and I until I can figure out things.”

The pirate smiles at time fangs showing more than usual. This should be an interesting lunch.

Always Abigail

Always Abigail................The Outskirts of Centralia

I love to visit the Outskirts of Centralia. A country girl myself there is nothing like fresh air and open country. The Green Mountains are a testament to the beauty of nature at its best.

Visitors and residents alike can find it all here, clean air, whitewater fishing, and great camping grounds.

Three of the great things about the Outskirts of Centralia are: The General Store: Country Cows (Dylan’s Farm) and Doc Martin.

Taylor Moran’s family has owned The General Store since year 2051 although it is opened year round it does most of its best business during the winter.

Taylor and his wife Martina keep the place well stocked since most winters start in September and end in May. Folks on the Outskirts would have a hard time coming to town when it’s snowed for weeks, even months at time.

Taylors even has a fleet of snowmobiles that he uses to deliver supplies if needed.

I like Taylor he’s and old soul born over a century ago Taylor meet his wife Martina in what use to be Boston in the late 40’s while he was a part of the CIA with Barley Gibbs.

Odd two former CIA operatives settled in the same part of town.

“It’s not so odd Always Abigail. I told Barley he best stay of your cross hair or you would bring trouble to his farm”.

“Taylor?”

“Who do you think it is Always Abigail?”

“Your voice is not what I thought it be. I wrote you as gentle man and older than a century. I pictured you with a cougar for a wife. A cougar in terms of her being at least 7 years older”

“Always Abigail, Martina is not a cougar, she’s a human! My human”! I wonder if his forehead always has that vein that seems to get bigger as he gets angry?

“Ok, well, hum, so, Taylor…

“Always Abigail, I thought this story was about the young Prince, Jack and Sabrina."?

"You never seem to mention then. Yet, you ALWAYS seem to irritate everyone else. Why is that I wonder?” Taylors a bastard if I ever wrote one.

“Taylor, do I detect a note of sarcasm in your voice”!

“Ummm, Always Abigail, how nice for you to visit us”?

“Martina?"

“Yes, Always Abigail. I am here to ask that you stop irritating my mate."

“Martina are you sure you want Taylor for your mate I can give you that ideal mate I had in mind?” I smile and lick my tongue out at Taylor. The bastard makes a face at me as well. Jackass!

"You to cut it out! Taylor I am ahamed of you!"

"But sweetheart she started it...."I lick my tongue out again and make crazy faces as Martina dresses Taylor down. That will teach him to mess with me? Ok, so I am out of order but he started it!

Martina turns and I put on my wounded face as she says “Always Abigail, I am perfectly happy with Taylor. My I suggest you move on before you cause any more trouble. I am sure Barley is waiting on you. "

“Ok, have a wonderful day Martina, as for you Taylor umm, kiss my grits. I run along the path as Taylor shows me his fangs. I can tell from that moment he is going to be a bastard to write.

Where I was i before Mr. Rude interrupted our walk …Oh was yeah Country Cows is my next stop. I have introduced you to the to sexy Barley Gibbs a couple of days ago.

The Country Cow Dairy Farm is Barley’s pride and joy. I have been lucky enough to spend a couple of days at the Country Cow writing. Barley often rents out rooms in the farm house to residents and visitors that want to get away from the village.

Days at the Country Cow start early as early as 4am. Barley has pumps that milk the cows but for a real experience you can milk old Bess the cow for your own milk that will later be pasteurized and put on to beautiful glass jars with a picture of Old Bess and Barley.

Barley hates the jars but his sister Becky came up with the concept and Barley not wanting to hurt the 13 year old feeling never said a word to her.

I hope Becky is at the Country Cow today she can maybe smooth things over with me and Barley. Along with one of Beth’s picnic baskets I hope.

I see Becky come down the lane on her bike. Beth’s no longer 13 she’ 23 and poor old Barley is having headaches with all the antics Becky get up to in pursuit of…………….

“Always Abigail, are you headed out to the Country Cow?”, Barley The Terrible is waiting is in a foul mood”.

“Becky, why is Barley in a foul mood?”

“Always Abigail, he mad because I am a grown ass woman and I can do what I want! Despite what you and Barley the Terrible think”!

“Okay, Becky maybe you will be in a better mood when you see what I have in my picnic basket I got from Beth’s”.

“Beth sweet Beth still has a crush on my brother Barley The Terrible. I think I will pay Beth a visit and see how much that pig headed brother of mine likes that”

“Now, Becky, I don’t think you should do that I don’t want to get blamed for your doing something stupid.”

“Always Abigail, I am not going to do anything that “Barley The Terrible does not deserve!” leaning over Becky kisses me on the cheek. I think our sweet Becky is up to about to be up to some mischief and I am going to get the blame.

Always Abigail

Always Abigail.............The Breakfast Nook

Always Abigail......................The Breakfast Nook

Beth’s Breakfast Nook is located almost in the heart of the town square amoungst the modern and older building you'll find Beths Breakfast Nook.

The Nook as locals call it is a renovated colonial 2 story. Beth Captalan the owner lives in the 13 rooms above. She converted the first floor into the restaurant and gift shop.

I love the Nook they serve breakfast all day with special order picnic baskets during the summer. The pinic baskets are almost as famous as the breakfast and just as popular.

The outside of the Nook is painted blue with the most delightful off white shutters that open and close over the oversized windows. The walkway has beautiful flowers on each side. There is a large welcome sign on the front door. When you walk in to Beths the first thing you notice is that it looks like a real kitchen and its just as homey.

Beth opened the Nook 10 years ago when she was fresh out of culinary school. The Nook is one of my favorite places to eat when I am in Centralia besides the B&B.

“Hello, Beth”

“Good Morning, Always Abigail still in Centralia causing trouble are Ya?”

“Who me? I am not trouble Beth; I am just a lonely hearts writer”.

“They call you the poison pen Always Abigail. I heard on the way over here you got Barley Gibbs all fired up. I mean the man is a dish and when he puts on that milkman suit who can resist him.” Goosh I think Beth’s in love with Barley? That can’t be write I have another Wolff Mate for her.

I guess I better ask before I cause a problem and the King want like that “Beth are you interested in Barley?”

“Let it be Always Abigail”. I smile at her as she leads me to my favorite table in the solarium. The solarium opens into a beautiful patio with dozens of my favorite pink roses and a fish pond with the most exotic fish you’ll ever see. Thomas the turtle is a fixture on the patio.

I like Beth she is one of the few residents of Centralia that welcomes without complaint. One of the special things about Beth is she has a pretty smile. Her ink black hair is a stark contrast to her green eyes. She reminds me of a porcelain doll. Beth has a story I am not sure what it is but sometimes I catch her staring with a longing look in her eyes. Beth has a story I am not sure what it is but one day very soon I am going to write Beth's story and I get the feeling Barley will be right in the middle of it. Until then I think I had better decided on what I am having for breakfast.

I see Henri’ my favorite waiter coming.

Smiling as Henri's makes his way to my table. I remember why I love the Nook so much. The walls are light green trimed in white. The counters have and tables have lots of plants and fresh flowers. The tables and chairs are hand carved in the shape of forks and spoons and the tables look like giant plates. They were done by our local carpenter Dylan Chambers.

You know I had Dylan in mind for Beth but now that she has indicated her interest in Barley I guess I better find Dylan another Wolff Mate.

Here’s Henri I think I will order a huge breakfast since I am headed over to Dylan’s on the outskirts of town.

"Henri, I think I will have the, Apple Smoked Bacon, Cheddar Cheese Grits, along with a 10 stack with whipped foothill mountain butter and Vermont maple syrup."

Humm, you know since I am going to be spending some time out in the country I’ll take a picnic lunch to Dylan’s.

"Henri’ I’ll would also like to order a picnic basket".............

Always Abigail

Always Abigail…………. Enjoys Mornings in Centralia and the Milkman

Always Abigail………….and the Milkman

The beauty of Centralia is never lost on visitors or residents. Mornings in Centralia began early.

Barley Gibbs, our local milkman delivers old fashioned fresh glass bottled milk to residents visitores can place orders online for delivery during the summer or on weekends.

Barley is such a nice young man , he's also a former CIA operative. Barley relocated to Centralia from Maine last year and started his own dairy farm complete with glass bottles that have his image on them.

Barley is a hottie to with those hulking muscles and sexy smile. A mate is the only thing missing from his life….

“Always Abigail!” Barley protested. “Stop interfering!”

Great! A girl can’t express her thoughts without someone jumping all over her!

“Yes, Barley,” I turned to look up at his 6’5 shadow. Darned if he ain't sexiest milk man alive! I think I want him for myself!

What a sexy sighing he makes as he rolls his eyes! Simply Beautiful. A dimple? I think he needs a sexy little dimple upon his right cheek. There we go! Oh, my gosh, he is sexier than the devil himself.

“Always Abigail keep your poison mate pen away from me and my life. I am the milkman in your Wolff Mate Books. I am not, I repeat, I am not a potential mate! As he stomps off I smile,

"See ya later Barclay" I smile as my imagination runs away with me.

Oh, well that did not go well. What a yummy man my Barclay is with those chocolate eyes and honey coloring.

Where was I before I was so rudely interrupted…..yes, yes, mornings in Centralia or the best.

Barley delivers the milk, while the rest of the world is still asleep Centralia springs to life.

One of my favorite places to visit in Centralia is Beth’s Breakfast Nook.

Beth is a Centralia transplant from Roanoke, Virginia. I like Beth she’s a kind soul she reminds me of a fairy. Beth's a tiny little fairy. She has to be 4’9 though she claims to be 5’1.

I think I’ll hurry on over enjoy some waffles and fruit………………

Always Abigail

Always Abigail Tries to Stay Out of Trouble?

Always Abigail Explains………………………….

My meeting with King Wolfgang was quite successful. Ok, so he yelled and screamed about his mate dating another wolf no worries. I think we came to a clear understanding.

Ok, we agreed to disagree.

King Wolfgang is such a hottie, with his brooding looks. The king oozes red hot passion with silver hair and a sexy swagger. I am not sure why he and Queen Sophia are having so many problems. Maybe I should.

"ALMOST ABIGAIL"!

"Yes, Queen Sophia, how can I help you?"

"Always Abigail may I suggest you not antagonize the king. I have asked Kelsey Sanders to meet you at noon at the B&B. She will help you find suitable living quarters. Always Abigail try and stay out of trouble and do try and not antagonize the king by hooking up his pack!"

"I will do my best Queen Sophia."*OMG the Qeen said hooking up!

"Always Abigail I would like to ask a favor of you before you leave would you please find suitable mates for all my sons”

*Smiling* Of course I will Queen Sophia it would be my pleasure.

Always Abigail~