She's only now gleaning that he meant to pull her aside to talk, and her gaze slowly drifts from the lookout she's had on the horizon, coming to rest in their intimate circle. Beaut sees the creek ahead and makes a stubborn move forward, but Kate pulls her back.
Some days that's true.
But most days it's not, living the way we do, frontier children already turned to weathered mainstays.
"I see."
She catches his eyes at last, not sure whether she has the right to this information. It isn't her business, is it? But he's entrusting it to her, so she ponders over what he means.
"No — no, I wouldn't blame her myself. The lure of escape is hard t'resist, if that's the way it is. And you — "
She shakes her head. He's a good man, certainly a desirable one. Jess would be foolish not to see that. However, Kate knows it wouldn't be proper to speak those feelings so plainly.
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Date: 2013-04-05 04:12 am (UTC)Some days that's true.
But most days it's not, living the way we do, frontier children already turned to weathered mainstays.
"I see."
She catches his eyes at last, not sure whether she has the right to this information. It isn't her business, is it? But he's entrusting it to her, so she ponders over what he means.
"No — no, I wouldn't blame her myself. The lure of escape is hard t'resist, if that's the way it is. And you — "
She shakes her head. He's a good man, certainly a desirable one. Jess would be foolish not to see that. However, Kate knows it wouldn't be proper to speak those feelings so plainly.
"I'm sorry, Jim. Really, I am."