Jack's POV
He had been watching her for a while now, she was so interesting. She would dart between trees and duck at just the right times. She knew what she was doing and that scared him. She looked as though she did this every day. No one should have to do that. He slowly walked out of his hiding spot to query her. If she was lost, he would not hesitate to let her inside. Well, not the house, the barn. The only other inhabitant of the stable was his cow, Milky White. She was pretty and that drove him insane. Her two perfect braids hung down her shoulders and her soft grey eyes were all seeing. He assumed she was about his age. When he stopped in front of her, she didn't see him. They came so close, too close. He felt her breath on his face. He awkwardly asked her what she was doing. She was lost, of course.
His name was Jack. Hers was Lily. This all seemed vaguely familiar, as if they had met before under different circumstances. Then he remembered that they had seen each other in a town before, she was buying something and he was selling his milk. She had come and bought some of his trade and she had been polite.
After the awkward introduction, rushed her over to where his barn lay, about 50 yards from his house. He knew his mother would be extremely mad if she knew he was housing a girl.
When they reached the barn, he decided she would need a blanket. There was already a bed there because he often stayed with his cow for the night. He motioned her over to a pile of hay to sit on for the moment and left in a hurry. He was going inside to get one of the wool blankets that his mother and he owned.
The minute he got in the house, he could see his mother was still asleep. He crept through the house, floorboards creaking underneath him. He reached into the closet and pulled out the warmest blanket he could find. He liked her, a lot. He wasn't going to mention this to her, but he had been following her in the woods. He hoped she liked him too, a little at least. As he walked back outside, he was scared that he wouldn't impress her. He had done his best and all, but it didn't seem like she wanted to be here. In fact, why would she want to be here?
When he walked into the shed, he found her fast asleep. She was curled in a ball on her side. Jack slowly walked towards her and laid the blanket on top of her. He sat down next to the bed and began to hum. Gradually, he stopped, leaving her in the barn to sleep. He paced around for a while. He just couldn't sleep. He realized he was tired only when he closed his eyes and fell into a dreamless trance.
