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Part 3: LDDB

Part 3: LDDB
The Mayor and Constables of the little village of Meadowland received word of how upset the villagers of Meadowland were. They called for a town’s meeting. The Mayor spoke candidly; can anybody here tell me what the dying words of our last village soothsayer were? It was dead silence for a minute and the Mayor continued speaking. Somebody speak up please! Our village of Meadowland is in deep trouble. The village embalmment officer said there were lots of people standing around when he came to pick up the soothsayer’s body. The brave little boy returned from his mother’s house and whispered; I heard what he said. The Mayor ignored the brave little boy. The old woman in the poker dotted bonnet believed he uttered; he was an old man with only a short time left. She understood him to say but there was still hope for them. The old man with the long white beard agreed. He declared his fore parents assumed there would be a man and a woman outside of the village of Meadowland ……before he could finish his sentence the woman with in the orange and white bonnet shouted a poor farmer and his wife are giving birth to a single child. All of the other women in and around this village are having multiple births. The brave little boy voiced; there is hope only if the baby is a girl. None- the- less, the brave little boy is ignored again. The Mayor spoke again. Did anyone hear what the soothsayer said? Did he say the name of this family? Does anybody know what will happen if it is a boy? (a little louder the brave little boy answered) I heard what he said. The old man with a long white beard declared. This young lad has revealed he knows. The boy said he knows where to find them. Listen to him. Impatiently the Mayor quotes; well, young man…..the boy answered; well….what? Anxiously, the Mayor inquired; where can we find these people and what will they name their baby? The boy answered; the folk live on the north side of the outskirts of the very edge of our village.
Now, with lots of self-assurance, the brave little boy steps up and requested all to listen. The soothsayer did not tell me what their name would be. The old woman in the orange and white poker dotted bonnet probed, but there is hope in these farms folk and their baby! The brave little boy answered; only if the baby is a girl. Mayor now listening more intently to the lad asked; what will be the name of their baby. He didn’t tell me the name of the family but he told me I should ask the father to name his little girl, LDDB. The old woman shrieked, I told all of you, there is hope in these farm folk and their little baby. The Mayor hollered back at the old woman; so I have heard  what happens if it’s a little girl. What if it’s a little boy? The brave little boy bellowed; if it’s a boy our village is in real trouble.