Well, in my opinion... Eel is delicious! My favorite kind of sushi!

Ich mag das Kapitel. Es gefällt mir sehr gut.

Herzliche Grüße

Andrea

A delightfull tale of eels. Thank goodness the only fish on my Christmas plate is salmon. Looking forward to catching up to where this fits in the story

You have me in stitches. The Resi-Cat is deeply confused, and also now sulking Under the Ged because I have failed to give her my undivided attention. I cannot wait to meet Maud. She seems wonderfully starched and affectionate, and the friend Rilla needs. Meanwhile, Rilla’s genteel horror at eel, and her bemusement at the way everyone else can eat it so nonchalantly, is delightful. I love her sense of mounting horror, and the way she can’t eesist tapping into a little pettines from ‘the old days.’ Along with a hefty dose of humour -never let me forget this is Gilbert’s daughter! I’ve said before that Rilla in this world has an almost Susan Baker like streak to her, and I’ve always lived it, but this is it at the pique of its realisation. From the theological purpose of eels to her indignation at the thought if the patients having eel too, this is a sharp, funny tribute to the God of Eels.

Hello kslchen!

Oh, this is delightful! Poor Rilla, not caring for eels at any age and in any universe! I am completely with her.

I am fascinated by your story and really must delve deeper. I'm sure all your wonderful historical knowledge is absolutely to the fore in this. I do love all the Rilla character beats here - her disbelief, her incredulity, her slight preciousness and her youthful disliking for anything unpleasant - mixed now with a rather deadpan view of anatomy! Intestines indeed!

There are some lovely amusing asides as well - her fun internal monologue - 'But...why?' 'What does it even mean?' 'Better no devil at all.' are all quietly hilarious. I also love that she still thinks of herself as having things to learn, and will consult those she sees as better informed - dashing off mental notes to Walter and Carl. She still falls into the patterns of her life and her place within the family, even being a capable war nurse at the Front.

A great, fun offering to the God of Eels!

This was great because you introduced a new-to-me character of Maud who I believe I'm going to like very much. Rilla's not wanting to eat the eel seems inline and being stubborn about it is all quite in character.

I am a little curious about Corporal McBride's behavior to Maud and who is Rilla's officer? Sounds like more's there than what is presented.

Evil. Evil Eels and their intestines. So funny. Thank you for joining in the fun, it just brings a smile to my face everytime I think of it. ;)

As someone who can't abide eel either-and who just endured an extremely fishy Christmas supper, I say bravo! Please let this be included in DC when we get to that point...or at least some allusion to it :)

I am wiping away tears of laughter. Thank you for this lovely gift. Who would have thought that eels could spawn anything as delightful as all these little one-shots?

I'm very much looking forward to meeting your Maud properly! She seems both sensible and sympathetic. A good person for Rilla to have in her life — encouraging her to grow, but seemingly approachable and spirited. I'll bet McBride doesn't forget her in a hurry.

I love that Rilla's a bit prissy about the eels, but everyone else is just enjoying their good fortune. And then that revolting image of trying to cram intestines back into an abdomen — it really is interesting to see how Rilla blends bits of the squeamish girl we once knew with the slight detachment that goes along with her nursing. She's describing intestines (and invoking the terrible circumstances under which she must have encountered them) with an equanimity that would make Carl proud. You do a lovely job of portraying her incredulity. "Surely not . . . surely not to *eat* it" and "Oh. Well." Those struck me as exactly on point for Rilla.

Oooooh, and "your officer"? Looking forward to more chapters!