Part two of JabberJayJiffy's request.
Rory had come back from the woods with a bounce in his step. Madge had seen him approaching from the window. She opened the front door and leaned against the wall. Rory smiled and took off his muddy boots.
"Man oh man." He beamed. "They're really something."
"I'll say." Madge said, and shook her head. "You can tell you had the time of your life."
"I shot a squirrel." Rory said and ran a hand through his hair, "Gale said that it was hard to do, but I did it."
"That's great." Madge laughed and took his coat from him. She turned when the back bedroom filled with a loud wail. "Sorry, that's..." she turned from her brother-in-law and ran into the other room. The cradle was rocking slowly when Madge leaned over and lifted the crying child out.
"What's wrong?" Rory asked, standing awkwardly in the doorway.
"Oh, nothing, just telling mama that he's awake." Madge sighed and held her son to her chest.
"Alright." Rory moved aside to let Madge through. They sat together on the couch in silence for a few moments. "Madge..."
"Yeah?" She asked and looked over at him.
"I have some things on my mind."
"Well, you can tell me- if you think it would help." She offered a sympathetic smile.
"You know... how girls feel." Rory said slowly. Madge giggled.
"Sure, since I am one."
"Right." Rory said and folded his hands in his lap.
"Do you want to talk about girls?" Madge asked, leaning forward as if to hear a secret.
"I don't know." Rory groaned, "there is this one..." he said.
"Tell me about her." Madge smiled and rocked the baby in her arms.
"She's pretty plain. For a girl, I mean. She doesn't dress up or anything. Most girls from the seam don't usually but I just wanted to put that out there. Her name is... never mind." He smiled slightly, "her hair is long." He held a hand up to his rib cage, "like this long. It's brown too like creamy milk chocolate." His hands were animated as he explained, "Her eyes are large too, like doe eyes, wide and super curious about everything. I'm not sure what color they are but if I had to guess-"
"You don't know what color her eyes are?" Madge cried out.
"No, no. I didn't mean it like that." Rory said, "I meant- I didn't know how to describe them. You know how the fog creeps in from the forest after a particularly hot day?" Madge nodded, "that color. Sometimes they're hard to look at, you know? Because they're so captivating and everything." Madge laughed.
"Sure, yeah." She grinned. Madge ran her finger over the smooth skin of her son.
"She has really pink cheeks too, like she is always blushing. God, it's so..." He looked up and his ears turned red, "anyway." He sighed. "Every time I'm around her, I don't know what to say. I get all choked up. I never get this way around girls." Madge chewed on her lip to keep from squealing.
"So you haven't actually talked to her?"
"No, I have." He nodded, "it's just been small talk and what not."
"Maybe you should start writing down ideas of conversation starters or what not."
"Do you think that will work?" He asked. Madge shifted the baby in her arms.
"It worked for Gale." She winked. Rory threw his head back and laughed loudly.
"I'll try that then." He beamed, "her name is Asher." He murmured.
"Rory and Asher?" His ears turned red. "I like it." She smiled. Gale opened the door and walked in.
"Hey you three." He grinned.
"See you later." Rory said to Madge. He reached out to his nephew and ran a hand through his hair.
"Leaving already?" Gale muttered, watching his brother, pull on his shoes.
"Yeah- I have some things to do. Bye." Gale closed the door behind his brother and turned his head.
"What was that all about?" He took off his boots and sank down next to his wife and son.
"He's starting a list of conversation starters." Gale's neck turned red.
"Is that so." He murmured. Madge giggled and kissed his cheek. Gale reached out and took his son under the arm pits, setting him against his shoulder. "Who is the lucky little lady?" Madge pinched her fingers together, pulling them across her mouth.
"My lips are sealed."
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Erin