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Mittens83
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Sara listened intently as the older man spoke, her ears focusing on his every word and syllable, but just one thing gave her both hope and confusion; his tone. It changed from a slight sadness to an eager happiness. Her emerald eyes blinked at him, her smile almost fading as he went on, seeming to have some sort of inner turmoil to the topic of discussion. She didn't mean to make him sad, she didn't know he would of had any sort of emotion to her choice, though she had secretly hoped. She watched him move to the window stretch then look back at her, just to move to the window once again.
She was left with a confused perspective on this subject as he thought. Her hand that was grasping one of the baskets gently fell to her side as she watched him, trying to decipher what exactly he meant. She almost jumped as he turned around with a big smile on his face once again, asking if she wanted him to take the basket she had been holding.
"U-Uh, sure." she said, wiping her hands on her skirt and looking around for a second, taking a deep breath, "I am happy here though Duncan, I've thought about it for a very long time." she said as she turned a smile to him, grabbing a couple smaller baskets as she spoke, "I couldn't leave Grandma here to tend to the farm and the bakery by herself either. That wouldn't be something you do to a family member. At least not in my books." she laughed softly, "And how many times have I told you? Just call me Sara." she said as she tilted her head, trusting the last basket to him as she moved towards the door, keys in one hand as she waited for him to follow her. "I'm an adult now, remember?" she asked jokingly as she opened the wooden door, walking out into the warm spring sun as a gentle cool breeze blew through the village.
'Yes...I am very happy here.' She thought as she smiled, looking around the small village.
She was left with a confused perspective on this subject as he thought. Her hand that was grasping one of the baskets gently fell to her side as she watched him, trying to decipher what exactly he meant. She almost jumped as he turned around with a big smile on his face once again, asking if she wanted him to take the basket she had been holding.
"U-Uh, sure." she said, wiping her hands on her skirt and looking around for a second, taking a deep breath, "I am happy here though Duncan, I've thought about it for a very long time." she said as she turned a smile to him, grabbing a couple smaller baskets as she spoke, "I couldn't leave Grandma here to tend to the farm and the bakery by herself either. That wouldn't be something you do to a family member. At least not in my books." she laughed softly, "And how many times have I told you? Just call me Sara." she said as she tilted her head, trusting the last basket to him as she moved towards the door, keys in one hand as she waited for him to follow her. "I'm an adult now, remember?" she asked jokingly as she opened the wooden door, walking out into the warm spring sun as a gentle cool breeze blew through the village.
'Yes...I am very happy here.' She thought as she smiled, looking around the small village.