Why Do We Think About Age?

A Felicity Story

(Written by Esme123, Revised by Captain Jag CT-55/11 9009)

CHAPTER 4

FELICITY and BEN


FELICITY:

I rode off quietly. Why had I just given Ben a cold shoulder? I thought to myself. 'Twas most rude. But I knew that it was rude of him to go off and marry that horrid old Bananabelle. He didn't love her; he just couldn't!

I started riding faster. Penny could feel my burning anger and my heartfelt sadness, but soon the anger and sadness was overcome with hate. I hated Bananabelle! She was horrible for trying to steal Ben's heart from me! I would make sure that she would pay! I would do something to her so horrible that she would never live it down. Never! …


BEN:

I was musing over the counter in the General Store thinking about dear Felicity. Why had she treated me like that? I wondered. Mayhap she found out that I loved her. That must be it. And she doesn't love me back.

I know I shouldn't have talked to Marcus about this. It was a bone-headed move. Dear Lord, I thought to myself again. I am so stupid.

I got up and went back to work.