Heading into the Glen St. Mary Train Station [May 21, 1915, early evening]

[rilla_myrilla]

Rilla (with Jims propped up on her lap), glanced anxiously out the window as the train made its way from Kingsport to Glen St. Mary. "I don't know who's going to be meeting us," she said to Annie. "Walter, Nan and Di are all back from school, but Nan hasn't heard word from Jerry since the last big offensive in France and she's not really up for

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[annieadderall]

"Oh, I'm sure I'll figure it out," Annie assured her, taking in the scenery from the window because hello, 1915! She wasn't actually sure she'd figure it out, but she was pretty sure she could fake it. "...Dog Monday? Actual dog?"

Here was hoping.

[rilla_myrilla]

"Actual dog," Rilla assured her. "And not a talking one or anything. He's my brother Jem's dog and came with him to say goodbye when he went off to war. He's waiting at the station for him to come back. He meets every train."

And that wasn't depressing at all!

[annieadderall]

"Awwww. That sounds like something straight out of a movie," Annie said. Which was why she didn't jump to 'depressing.'

[rilla_myrilla]

Rilla nodded. "One day some boys threw stones at Monday and old Johnny Mead, who never was known to take notice of anything before, snatched up a meat axe in the butcher's shop and chased them through the village," she said. "No one has harassed him since."