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Chapter 4
Chad's point of view
Chad rode along on his beloved horse Charlie. He was returning from Mrs. Gard's funeral. He had met her daughter Isabelle there. She wasn't beautiful, he thought, but something about her had drawn him to her. She seemed so strong despite what had happened and when she smiled, God, was she beautiful then. He hadn't seen her smile until she talked about her father. He could quickly tell that she wasn't fond of her father. The smile she had given was more like a sneer but it didn't matter, she was still beautiful when she did it. He didn't even know he was going to ask to come over the next day. It just sort of came out. He was glad that it did though.
Chad was almost to his house when he saw Isabelle walking along the rode. He was wondering why since he saw her leave in a carriage with her father. He decided to find out so he made Charlie canter up to her.
Back to Isabelle
What am I supposed to do now? Oh, I'm so screwed. Maybe I'll go out on an adventure. Mary wouldn't care too much for that idea. Well I suppose all I can do now is get home. I don't mind really, I mean it's better than riding with my father.
Isabelle lost in her thoughts suddenly realized that someone had ridden up beside her. Turning her head she saw that it was Chad. Jeez was he cute. She knew she shouldn't think that since she has only met him, but she might as well state the obvious to herself. Chad made her breathless.
"Oh, hello Chad." Isabelle smiled sweetly to him. ( Nora88: She is still sad about her mother, but remember she is strong and thinks that her mother is still with her in spirit, so she is more soothed.)
"Isabelle, why are you walking? Didn't you have a carriage?" Chad was still puzzled about this.
"Oh yes...well it seems like I got in a bit of an argument with my father. It seems like he has lost most of our money due to stupid actions. I told him that and a few other things, so then he decided that I may walk the rest of the way home." Isabelle's temper seemed to rise while she explained this. When her temper rises she tends to forget about those around her. Isabelle started to walk faster leaving Chad sitting on top of his horse dumbfounded.
"Uh, Isabelle?" replied a very confused Chad.
" Oh, Chad, I am so sorry. Sometimes I get a little spacey."
"No problem, if you'd like I can give you a ride to your manor."
Hmmm...I can use the ride, I don't really want to walk 5 more miles in this dress. Isabelle looked down at the dress she was wearing. It was black, of course, with long sleeves. It reached all the way down to the ground, since that was the fashion now. Around the seems dirt had settled giving it a brownish tint. This morning she had picked it because it was the only black dress she had. Her mother always wanted her to wear green dresses because it went so well with her skin color. She had strongly agreed with her mother. The black dress was mighty uncomfortable so that made his offer irresistible.
"I accept that offer, Chad Morton." Isabelle said happily and hopped on behind Chad.
Chapter 4
Chad's point of view
Chad rode along on his beloved horse Charlie. He was returning from Mrs. Gard's funeral. He had met her daughter Isabelle there. She wasn't beautiful, he thought, but something about her had drawn him to her. She seemed so strong despite what had happened and when she smiled, God, was she beautiful then. He hadn't seen her smile until she talked about her father. He could quickly tell that she wasn't fond of her father. The smile she had given was more like a sneer but it didn't matter, she was still beautiful when she did it. He didn't even know he was going to ask to come over the next day. It just sort of came out. He was glad that it did though.
Chad was almost to his house when he saw Isabelle walking along the rode. He was wondering why since he saw her leave in a carriage with her father. He decided to find out so he made Charlie canter up to her.
Back to Isabelle
What am I supposed to do now? Oh, I'm so screwed. Maybe I'll go out on an adventure. Mary wouldn't care too much for that idea. Well I suppose all I can do now is get home. I don't mind really, I mean it's better than riding with my father.
Isabelle lost in her thoughts suddenly realized that someone had ridden up beside her. Turning her head she saw that it was Chad. Jeez was he cute. She knew she shouldn't think that since she has only met him, but she might as well state the obvious to herself. Chad made her breathless.
"Oh, hello Chad." Isabelle smiled sweetly to him. ( Nora88: She is still sad about her mother, but remember she is strong and thinks that her mother is still with her in spirit, so she is more soothed.)
"Isabelle, why are you walking? Didn't you have a carriage?" Chad was still puzzled about this.
"Oh yes...well it seems like I got in a bit of an argument with my father. It seems like he has lost most of our money due to stupid actions. I told him that and a few other things, so then he decided that I may walk the rest of the way home." Isabelle's temper seemed to rise while she explained this. When her temper rises she tends to forget about those around her. Isabelle started to walk faster leaving Chad sitting on top of his horse dumbfounded.
"Uh, Isabelle?" replied a very confused Chad.
" Oh, Chad, I am so sorry. Sometimes I get a little spacey."
"No problem, if you'd like I can give you a ride to your manor."
Hmmm...I can use the ride, I don't really want to walk 5 more miles in this dress. Isabelle looked down at the dress she was wearing. It was black, of course, with long sleeves. It reached all the way down to the ground, since that was the fashion now. Around the seems dirt had settled giving it a brownish tint. This morning she had picked it because it was the only black dress she had. Her mother always wanted her to wear green dresses because it went so well with her skin color. She had strongly agreed with her mother. The black dress was mighty uncomfortable so that made his offer irresistible.
"I accept that offer, Chad Morton." Isabelle said happily and hopped on behind Chad.