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A young girl of about sixteen paused outside the door of the clock shop, peering up at the sign. She looked puzzled for a second but then gave a small smile and attempted to open the door, pulling the wrong way. Looking flustered she attempted several more times with increasing strength until she realized the problem. She blushed, two impossibly perfect little pink circles appearing on her cheeks. She opened the door correctly and stepped inside looking down and blushing.

"Ah excuse me? Are you the person who fixes watches?" she asked. She stood a bit shorter than Jagun would standing up and was dressed very plainly in a white dress. Her hair had been pulled up into a ponytail but due to its shortness and the thickness of the girl's hair it looked more like a fluffy bun than a ponytail. Her hips were wide and her chest was fully developed. She would've been very attractive to any male if her face wasn't so childish, round, and average.

"Oh, how rude of me!" she exclaimed before Jagun had a chance to say anything, "My name is Sarah Darling. I need to get Mother's watch fixed."

"O-oh, yes," Sarah said fishing around in the pockets in her dress. She frowned as she fished but finally her smile returned and she removed a watch from her pocket. "I'm afraid it's broken. The hands won't move even after I wind it..." Sarah said as she placed the pocket watch on the table.

Broken was an understatement. The back of the watch was no longer able to close for its contents were so disrrupted they were barely staying in. Springs had come loose and were rapped around the surrounding gears, which in turned jammed other gears. Something had come loose and clinked around the inside as Sarah set it down. She glanced up at Jagun and said "Can you fix it? You must be careful becuase its solid gold on the outside and bends easily. If Mother finds out I broke her watch she'll kill me!" her voice wobbled a bit at the last part but her large brwon eyes stayed firmly on Jagun.

Sarah hovered over Jagun as he worked, facinated. She picked up the spring he had said was broken and stared at it. "It doesn't look broken to me. Is it not springy enough anymore? Is it replaceable? It isn't a vital part is it? Although, I suppose all of the parts in a clock are vital to it runnign or they wouldn't be in there. This one doesn't ring or anything so it must be a vital part. My clock wouldn't run ever again if this spring isn't fixed..." the words kept coming and coming and the flow didn't seem to want to stop until Sarah noticed Jagun's silnce. "Oh, I've started to ramble again haven't I? It's a bad habit that I must learn to break. Mother says it's the reason I haven't been married yet and that young men don't like girls who talk too much. I don't think that could be true. There must be some kind of man out there who just likes to listen and would love a wife who talked a bunch. I mean it's not like I gossip or anything, well not on purpose. I-oh I started doing it again," Sarah said. She looked embaressed and looked a Jagun her mouth clamped tight. She was determined to keep her mouth under control.

At Jagun's reassurance that it was all right Saraah's expressaion changed in a flash, now beeming. "Thank you, it's not often that someone doesn't mind me talking a lot. They're always hushing me. I suppose it may get a little annoying but it's not that terrible to just sit there and listen. It's not like it's bad or anything. They don't theink I'm like a crazy old addled lady do they? Well actually it would be a young addled lady and people don't usually call young people addled unless they hit their head or something but I don't think it applies to a permantent case, when it's a young person of course, " she paused, " Did you say you're almost done? That was so fast! I bet you're the best clock maker in the city to be finished so quickly with my watch. Of course if you were the best clock maker in the city than you'd be fixing the watches of nobel and such and charging a higher price. Oh do I have enough?"

Sarah shifted around in her pockets and patted her wallet, "I'll check later it's not good to bring out your money in public Mother always says. I suppose if I don't have enough I could always pay you in peaches. My peaches are especially good this time of year and they sell quite well. Although I don't suppose it would be very good to pay you in peaches if you don't like peaches. Do you like peaches? If you don't I can always pay you in some other kind of fruit. Unless you don't eat fruit! Then you'd be a meataterian but I don't think they call it that. You might call yourself a carnivor but that doesn't make sense since they don't call herbavors vegitarians. Are you a meataterian Mr. ... Oh! I don't know you name!"

Sarah beamed at Jagun's hopefull voice. "Yes peaches," she said, "I sell peaches and apples and all kinds of fruit over in the marketplace. I guess they must be good 'cause I have quite a few regular customers. I also preserve them and turn them into jellies sometimes, those sell quite well. Occationally people will accept them as payment as I was hoping you might in the case I didn't have enough money seeing as you're so good and all." She had apparently forgoten that the whole best clockmaker in the city idea had been her speculation and seemed to believe it now. "Anyways, if you'd like I can substitue peaches for some of the payment. Or if you'd like you could also have, beets, blackberries, blueberries, broccoli, corn, cucumber, eggplant, green beans, nectarines, plums raspberries, tomatoes watermelon, aaand... zucchini," Sarah counted the various produce off on her fingers, "Mother and I have quite a large garden, although peaches are our best sellers and take up most of the garden we have a bit of everything. Everything I mentioned is in season although we have a couple late bloomers for the winter fruits and vegitables. I wouldn't recommend those though." Sarah beamed proudly as she talked about the garden and the fruit stand, but it was very obvious that peaches were the shining glory of her garden.

Sarah smiled excitedly and nodded her head. "Oh that will be fine! I don't happen to have peaches on me now but I can send them over later in a basket. Oh, well I suppose I don't have anyone to send them over anymore so I'll have to bring them myself. I'll hand pick the pwaches and get the big basket and, ooh! Would you like some spiced peaches? They are delicious. You boil peach juice with cinimon and shugar and other spices and let the peaches soak. I'm sure you will love it," Sarah said in a quick stream of nearly uncomprehensible words. She smiled and gave a happy twirl. Without warning one of the clocks on the walls glass cracked. Sarah immeadiately said, "I didn't do it!" so fast it seemed as if it was a reflex. Her smile disappeared and she frowned. "I'm sorry I didn't even touch it! The glass just cracked and I swear I didn't do it. These things always happen to me! I must be cursed! I haven't walked under any ladders or killed anyone or buried any bones I shouldn't have. You don't suppose anyone dislikes me enough to curse me? I haven't done anything," she whined and hur brows furrowed with worry and her stream of speech suddenly stopped.

"I don't know! I didn't touch it! And I'm not lying lying is bad. I've broken things before but I swear I didn't touch it! Things just tend to break around me! It's because someone cursed me I'm sure of it," Sarah said cutting her speech off shorter than usual. It seemed instead of talking her energy was going into her fidgeting nervously. She wrung her dress with her hands and bounced up and down slightly, standing clear of any clocks. She shrunk under Jagun's stern gaze, "It isn't irreparibly damaged is it? Oh, I bet it was some exotic clock with diamond glass and I'm going to loose our house because I have to pay for it and you'll never eat my peaches again!" Sarah was highly distressed and her face was creased with worry.