I try to take a shot so pity me or just pretend
It's getting boring just ignore me till we're dead
I feel so wrong now
Have for so long now
I try to brush it off but silly me I'm at it again
-WSTR "Silly Me"
"Yes, the founder's would be proud."
As soon as the words were out he was regretting them. They didn't even make any sense. However, that was a common feeling when he was around Elizabeth - the thoughts and feelings inside him just tumbled over one another.
One look at Elizabeth told him she was trying not to laugh.
Thankfully, he was saved by his niece from saying anything even more embarrassing. As Ally tugged on his arm he let himself be lead away without a proper end to the conversation. After all, for all her knew things would just get worse if he tried to say anything else.
"What did you mean by the founder's would be proud?" Allie asked him. Nathan only hoped they were far enough away from Elizabeth that she hadn't heard the question.
"I have no idea. It just came out," he told his niece, half wishing he could just disappear.
He had that feeling quite often these days when he was around Elizabeth. He'd lost count of how many times he'd stumbled over words or had said something he hadn't meant to say. How many times had he started to say something and changed his mind.
Elizabeth probably thought he was some kind of bumbling idiot.
He let Allie lead the way, knowing that if it wasn't for his niece he would head for the Mounted Police office and hide for the rest of the afternoon.