When Winnie woke up Mile's was gone. It was like that for several days. She
would wake up alone and think it all a dream until she actually got herself
down to the Tuck's old house and saw him working with several other
townsmen.
There were girls there too. They'd stand by under the shade of a tree and giggle while watching them in guilty pleasure. Winnie couldn't say she didn't enjoy watching. Miles was the hardest working one of the group and it was clear to anyone that woodworking was his passion. It was so nice to see Miles so alive.
Tuck's words kept flashing by in her mind.
"What we Tucks' have can't be called living. We just are."
As she watched Miles saw and hammer the wooden planks, wipe off the sweat off of his forehead with the back of his hand, throw his head back in laughter as a response to another carpenter's joke. How could someone filled with so much life not be living? He still had a heart, he still breathed, he still sinned, he just couldn't die.
"Is that your husband, Winifred?" Samantha Brooks, one of Winnie's old school mates, asked.
"Hmmm?" Winnie asked snapping out of her thoughts.
"I asked if that man is your husband."
"Who? Miles? No!"
"But isn't he the father of you child?"
"Well, yes, but it's rather complicated."
"Ha doesn't seem to be that complicated. He seems to be quite the gentleman. Very charming."
"He is charming." Winnie admitted, "And very gentleman-like."
"Really?"
"Yes. He's always so careful around me. It's like afraid that he'll break me."
"But he already did."
Winnie sucked in her breath. That last comment was harsh. Winnie forced a fake smile and continued, "I guess, but it is really the little things that he does. He never talks about the future always about the day and the task at hand. He always stands up when I enter a room he's in and he always pulls out a chair for me or offers me his if there are no others available. If I even give off the tiniest shiver, his jacket is around me in moments. He's won my parents over in a week; I've never seen anything like it. It's just like what....."
Winnie stopped in mid-sentence. She was about to say it's just what Jesse would have done if he were here. But Jesse wasn't here. Miles is the one that is here. Jesse only talked of Paris and how he'd come back and take her there. Miles talked about other places such as England, Scotland, and Wales. He painted such pictures in her head that she didn't even feel the need to go there and see it, it was like she had already been there. Miles was here. Jesse wasn't. The whole situation was so overwhelming.
Noticing that Winnie wasn't going to finish, Samantha said, "Well, what are you waiting for?"
"I beg your pardon?"
"It would be great to have a husband like him!"
"Yeah, it would."
Samantha left and Winnie began to let her mind wonder about a life with Miles and what life would be like with Jesse and found out that she was leaning more towards a life with Miles. If Jesse were to come back and she did go off with him she didn't know if it would work. Always living an adventure? Winnie knew that he would most definitely make her drink the water and then make her child drink the water and then her child's children and everything Miles feared would become reality. Her reality. Forever. She wasn't really sure she wanted always be on the go, especially with a child. She was only a kid! She wasn't ready for this!
Winnie shook these thoughts out of her head. She went to go find Samantha. Maybe talking to her would take her mind off of her growing feelings for Miles.
A/N: I've been sick for three days and have decided to catch up on my fics. Enjoy!
There were girls there too. They'd stand by under the shade of a tree and giggle while watching them in guilty pleasure. Winnie couldn't say she didn't enjoy watching. Miles was the hardest working one of the group and it was clear to anyone that woodworking was his passion. It was so nice to see Miles so alive.
Tuck's words kept flashing by in her mind.
"What we Tucks' have can't be called living. We just are."
As she watched Miles saw and hammer the wooden planks, wipe off the sweat off of his forehead with the back of his hand, throw his head back in laughter as a response to another carpenter's joke. How could someone filled with so much life not be living? He still had a heart, he still breathed, he still sinned, he just couldn't die.
"Is that your husband, Winifred?" Samantha Brooks, one of Winnie's old school mates, asked.
"Hmmm?" Winnie asked snapping out of her thoughts.
"I asked if that man is your husband."
"Who? Miles? No!"
"But isn't he the father of you child?"
"Well, yes, but it's rather complicated."
"Ha doesn't seem to be that complicated. He seems to be quite the gentleman. Very charming."
"He is charming." Winnie admitted, "And very gentleman-like."
"Really?"
"Yes. He's always so careful around me. It's like afraid that he'll break me."
"But he already did."
Winnie sucked in her breath. That last comment was harsh. Winnie forced a fake smile and continued, "I guess, but it is really the little things that he does. He never talks about the future always about the day and the task at hand. He always stands up when I enter a room he's in and he always pulls out a chair for me or offers me his if there are no others available. If I even give off the tiniest shiver, his jacket is around me in moments. He's won my parents over in a week; I've never seen anything like it. It's just like what....."
Winnie stopped in mid-sentence. She was about to say it's just what Jesse would have done if he were here. But Jesse wasn't here. Miles is the one that is here. Jesse only talked of Paris and how he'd come back and take her there. Miles talked about other places such as England, Scotland, and Wales. He painted such pictures in her head that she didn't even feel the need to go there and see it, it was like she had already been there. Miles was here. Jesse wasn't. The whole situation was so overwhelming.
Noticing that Winnie wasn't going to finish, Samantha said, "Well, what are you waiting for?"
"I beg your pardon?"
"It would be great to have a husband like him!"
"Yeah, it would."
Samantha left and Winnie began to let her mind wonder about a life with Miles and what life would be like with Jesse and found out that she was leaning more towards a life with Miles. If Jesse were to come back and she did go off with him she didn't know if it would work. Always living an adventure? Winnie knew that he would most definitely make her drink the water and then make her child drink the water and then her child's children and everything Miles feared would become reality. Her reality. Forever. She wasn't really sure she wanted always be on the go, especially with a child. She was only a kid! She wasn't ready for this!
Winnie shook these thoughts out of her head. She went to go find Samantha. Maybe talking to her would take her mind off of her growing feelings for Miles.
A/N: I've been sick for three days and have decided to catch up on my fics. Enjoy!