A Step Further
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: ER no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
A shaft of light found it's way into the closet. The door to the other room was only half open, but it showed right into the closet. Caroline and Frederic were careful not to bump anything that might cause a lot of noise as the spied on their new aunt. She was sitting at the vanity table in the guest room, nursing her daughter. She seemed nice enough, but the two adolecents were suspicious of her, for their father's friend Vel had told them two things: One, that Luka Kovac would never marry again, and two, that he had married this woman only four months ago, just before her child had been born. Now Caroline and Frederic wondered what had happened that they were married so hastily.
"Do you think he loves her?" Frederic asked his older sister. Some people thought that he was intimidated by her, and that she lorded over him as if he was stupid. Really he just prefered to let her take the lead, and when he looked at her for guidance it wasn't because he wanted permisson, but concurance.
"I don't know. Maybe he went bankrupt and had to marry for money" she answered, not really believing that hypothosis.
"Perhaps she's a banker's daughter?" Frederic proposed.
"A doctor's daughter? That would explain how they met" Caroline suggested.
"Maybe" Frederic concured. As they watched, their Uncle walked into their line of vision and took the baby from his wife. He kissed her on the forehead and then layed her in the cradle that had once been Caroline's and, later, Frederic's. He then returned to his wife and took the brush from her hands. As they watched he brushed through it and then plaited it in an elaborate braid. When he'd finished, she stood and they spoke in English. They were speaking to fast for Caroline and Frederic to pick up on more than the occasional word, so they simply watched. It seemed Ria was worried about something because Luka brushed some hairs back from her face and drew her to him. When she pulled back slightly, their lips met and they kissed for what seemed like a long time to the two spys hiding in the closet. Caroline looked at Frederic.
"And maybe not" she said quietly.
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: ER no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
A shaft of light found it's way into the closet. The door to the other room was only half open, but it showed right into the closet. Caroline and Frederic were careful not to bump anything that might cause a lot of noise as the spied on their new aunt. She was sitting at the vanity table in the guest room, nursing her daughter. She seemed nice enough, but the two adolecents were suspicious of her, for their father's friend Vel had told them two things: One, that Luka Kovac would never marry again, and two, that he had married this woman only four months ago, just before her child had been born. Now Caroline and Frederic wondered what had happened that they were married so hastily.
"Do you think he loves her?" Frederic asked his older sister. Some people thought that he was intimidated by her, and that she lorded over him as if he was stupid. Really he just prefered to let her take the lead, and when he looked at her for guidance it wasn't because he wanted permisson, but concurance.
"I don't know. Maybe he went bankrupt and had to marry for money" she answered, not really believing that hypothosis.
"Perhaps she's a banker's daughter?" Frederic proposed.
"A doctor's daughter? That would explain how they met" Caroline suggested.
"Maybe" Frederic concured. As they watched, their Uncle walked into their line of vision and took the baby from his wife. He kissed her on the forehead and then layed her in the cradle that had once been Caroline's and, later, Frederic's. He then returned to his wife and took the brush from her hands. As they watched he brushed through it and then plaited it in an elaborate braid. When he'd finished, she stood and they spoke in English. They were speaking to fast for Caroline and Frederic to pick up on more than the occasional word, so they simply watched. It seemed Ria was worried about something because Luka brushed some hairs back from her face and drew her to him. When she pulled back slightly, their lips met and they kissed for what seemed like a long time to the two spys hiding in the closet. Caroline looked at Frederic.
"And maybe not" she said quietly.