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When Robin pulled up to get her he had an odd, almost stressed out, look about him. Rowan had asked what was wrong and he just smiled and said, "Nothing." His eyes were clouded, this was how she could always tell if he was angry, upset, or something else.
She didn't press the subject but at the same time badly wished she would. She sighed and set her bag in the back seat. She stared out the window at the forest that they had lived in. It was a beautiful place.
"Can I paint the mailbox?" She asked as they pulled up in the gravel driveway.
"The mailbox?" He asked turning off the car and unlocking the doors.
"Mm-hmm." Rowan answered before getting out of the car. He asked her why she wanted to do that. "Mother and I painted ours." He did not answer or ask any further questions simply unlocked the door and stepped inside.
"And its going to be large thunderstorms this evening and continuing on and out till Sunday at the least this coming week." Rowan sat in an old sweater two sizes to big on her, some old shorts and her hair in a bun, on the couch watching the news while rubbing protecting wax over her bows wood. Moisture would seep in and crack the bow otherwise. Rain already poured outside, little buckets where already around the house where the roof had began leaking. Robin was currently on the roof placing tarps up.
"Now back to the news with you Margret." The weatherman signaled.
"Well this weeks headlines include of some very interesting disturbances happening here in town." Rowan turned up the volume and sat her bow aside, "New case openings in a murder of a northern England women, the police recently uncovering some footage of the occurrence, footage that has not yet been released by the police or family members." She paused and looked at the paper packet on her desk, "Money recently missing from the mayor of Nottingham's stocks looking in to-"
The power cut off. Rowan sighed deeply and went to get candles and back-up lighting was in the laundry room next to the back door. Lightning flashed and a loud blast of thunder came, but what shook her the most was the thud that was outside the backdoor. She grabbed the extra heavy duty flash-light off the counter and ran outside.
On the ground was a few bricks the light Robin was using, and Robin himself sitting and rubbing his head. "What happened!" Rowan yelled through the rain standing under the porch.
"What does it look like Ro!" He snapped standing up and grabbing the light off the ground. He walked to the porch shaking a bit, and took his boots off. "Stupid roof." He mumbled. The roof was slick and not the most stable.
Rowan walked inside and started lighting candles in the darkening house. Robin stumbled in after her after changing into dry clothes in the laundry room. He sat the light down and began helping light candles.
"Does this happen a lot?" Ro said after noticing how many candles there was.
"No. maybe I just like candles." He said with a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. His humor was back, but she noticed pain settling in.
Rowan laughed and sat down on the sofa again. Robin sat next to her and touched his head, "Did you hit it?" She asked.
"Yeah, and everywhere else." he mumbled grumpily.
Rowan stood and used the flashlight to find the first-aid kit they kept under the counter in the kitchen. It had gotten darker outside, thunder clouds building up overhead. She wrapped the white bandaging around his head, they turned crimson in a matter of seconds. "It might need stitches." She said. He had other cuts and some fairly large bruises starting to form on the side he took most the fall on. Robin explained that lightning had flashed, he lost his footing, and fell. He would have been in worse shape if he had not grabbed hold of the gutters before hitting the ground. He had landed on the bricks that were left over from building the structure they used for storage in the backyard.
"So on the news they talked about… you know." Rowan started as she was getting ice to put on Robins back to help with the bruising.
"oh." He said from the couch. "They also talked about someone stealing from the Mayor in town." Rowan said after a moment coming back into the living room with a bag of ice and a towel.
Robin just looked at her in the dim light before saying, "They know who it was?"
"No, the power went out before they said anything else." She told him the truth of course, just not that she had suspicions of him doing those things. There had to be a good reason for it, right? She thought.
Not the best chapter. Sorta a fast decision. Meh… please review.