The days seemed endless. She was to the point that she walked little, spending most of her time riding in the wagons watching the passing of the land. Her youngest brother Gabriel was driving for her, and they found time to talk about many thins. They talked of their family, of what a blessing it was that Trilok had been returned to them, and they even found time to talk about him, what he thought of things, how he struggled from time to time with just life in general.
She had to laugh and reach over to ruffle his hair as he mentioned one particular young girl that had caught his attention. It seemed he watched her from a far for the most part, but she could tell that this young woman had captured her brothers' attention and probably his heart. She began to look at him with new eyes. He was growing into a man, when she had not been looking, and that made her feel a bit guilty. Sometimes you just get so involved in your own life, that you tend to allow those you love the most to slip from your thoughts. This would not happen, she would make it a point to spend more time with him, simply talking, and she would help where she could.
He was worried about her, evidently the entire family was. Leaning to kiss that smooth cheek, she assured him that she was fine, and that he needed to pass that along for her. It had been a difficult time, but that she was fine. They rode in silence for a long time, when he finally asked her the question that was foremost in his mind. Was she lonely? She had to laugh at that, he was too young to be giving thoughts to such things, and she told him as much. Yes, there were times that she was lonely, but they were few and farther between now days.
He then asked her what she was going to do. That brought an arch to one of those dark brows. Do? Shrugging she watched the bosk as they plodded along, then finally told him that she would do as she always did. She would give birth, go back to work, and take each day as it came. She would find her happiness in her children, her work and her people, that was all that anyone could do. She then told him that he worried too much, and that if he did not stop, he was going to get those unattractive furrows in his brow.
He seemed appeased, and let the questions cease, and again they rode along in that silence the exists between brother and sister, that needs no words. She rode lost in her thoughts, watching the grasses as they passed. At first there was the low rumbling of thunder as the clouds gathered, then the rain began to fall.
For a time she rode in the seat with him until it got heavier, and he exercised what he considered his right as a "man" and shooed her inside. At first, she thought to balk, but she was not about to trample on that tender shoot of manhood that was sprouting from him, and simply nodded, moved back into the wagon, a small smile on her features. In all honesty, she was weary, and a nap in the rain sounded very nice indeed.
She had to laugh and reach over to ruffle his hair as he mentioned one particular young girl that had caught his attention. It seemed he watched her from a far for the most part, but she could tell that this young woman had captured her brothers' attention and probably his heart. She began to look at him with new eyes. He was growing into a man, when she had not been looking, and that made her feel a bit guilty. Sometimes you just get so involved in your own life, that you tend to allow those you love the most to slip from your thoughts. This would not happen, she would make it a point to spend more time with him, simply talking, and she would help where she could.
He was worried about her, evidently the entire family was. Leaning to kiss that smooth cheek, she assured him that she was fine, and that he needed to pass that along for her. It had been a difficult time, but that she was fine. They rode in silence for a long time, when he finally asked her the question that was foremost in his mind. Was she lonely? She had to laugh at that, he was too young to be giving thoughts to such things, and she told him as much. Yes, there were times that she was lonely, but they were few and farther between now days.
He then asked her what she was going to do. That brought an arch to one of those dark brows. Do? Shrugging she watched the bosk as they plodded along, then finally told him that she would do as she always did. She would give birth, go back to work, and take each day as it came. She would find her happiness in her children, her work and her people, that was all that anyone could do. She then told him that he worried too much, and that if he did not stop, he was going to get those unattractive furrows in his brow.
He seemed appeased, and let the questions cease, and again they rode along in that silence the exists between brother and sister, that needs no words. She rode lost in her thoughts, watching the grasses as they passed. At first there was the low rumbling of thunder as the clouds gathered, then the rain began to fall.
For a time she rode in the seat with him until it got heavier, and he exercised what he considered his right as a "man" and shooed her inside. At first, she thought to balk, but she was not about to trample on that tender shoot of manhood that was sprouting from him, and simply nodded, moved back into the wagon, a small smile on her features. In all honesty, she was weary, and a nap in the rain sounded very nice indeed.
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