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Trace and Kylee part
Here is a Trace & Kylee excerpt (yes I changed his name cause Shane was making Sarah sad)
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“Thanks.” Was all Kylee knew to say. “I love you too.” And she didn’t mean only as her best friend.
Shane moved back to his desk chair as a knock sounded on his door. “Come in.” He called. The door opened and his mother stood in the doorway.
“Good night, you two. Shane, make sure she gets home safely.” His mom said.
“I will, Mom.” Shane smiled. “Good night.” He was glad his parents no longer hated Kylee, they loved her now. He didn’t think that they actually had hated her, but rather, her father.
“Good night.” Kylee said as the lady closed the door. What Shane’s parents didn’t know was that Kylee wasn’t going home. On nights like this, when her father threatened her, she would often stay over and sleep in Shane’s bed, and Shane would sleep on the floor. They would wake up early and Kylee would run home and get ready for school, or in the case of weekends shower, change clothes, and come back over.
Shane turned towards his computer. “You’re tired.” He commented glancing over at Kylee. Her eyes were beginning to close. “You can go lay down.” He jerked his head towards his bed.
“No.” Kylee shook her head stubbornly. “I can stay awake.” She insisted repositioning herself on the cushioned chair.
Shane smiled at her. “If you say so.” He turned back towards his computer.
“What are you doing?” Kylee asked him, opening her journal.
“I have research to do for a paper.” Shane replied. He shuffled a few of the pieces of paper around on his desk. “It’s due Tuesday.” He sighed and turned his eyes towards the computer screen.
Kylee opened her journal and flipped back a few pages….dated in August of her freshman year.
I went over to Trace’s again last night. Daddy wasn’t home when I left at 11, and I wasn’t sure what he would be like when he got home. Trace was comforting as usual. He started telling me about this girl from school, Beth, who liked him, just to keep my mind occupied. We talked late about different people we had liked, and who had liked us. As we sat there I realized how much I loved him, he never minded what time I came tapping on his window, or how much I talked. No, I don’t love him as like a boyfriend, I love him as my best friend. Sometimes, I think I like him but then I see how weird that would be….. Kylee smiled, she knew she had been lying to everyone, even herself, about liking Trace. She still was.
…I know Beth likes him a lot, though. She’s a nice girl….
Kylee sighed remembering how obsessed Beth had been with Trace. She wrote him notes, and called his house almost every day. Trace later told Kylee that was why he had never dated Beth, she drove him crazy! Kylee turned back to a passage from the previous year, her junior year of high school.
Trace punched Sam (____) today because Sam was making fun of me, he was calling me puny and weak. Trace got in trouble with the principle, I feel bad about it. Trace said it was his fault, not mine, it didn’t make me feel any better though. I stayed and watched his basketball game, we won by a few points but I don’t remember the exact score. I sat and talked with Sarah during the game, it was good since I haven’t really had a chance to talk to her for a long time in a while. Trace was excited about the game the whole drive home. I stayed home last night, Daddy was asleep on the couch when I got home, since Trace and I had talked for a while with some of the other members of the basketball team, and then when we got home we talked in Trace’s car for a while. When I was saying goodbye to Trace, I didn’t want to, I didn’t want to get out. I wanted to stay with him. He makes me feel wanted, and at home. I looked at him last night and realized how blue his eyes are. They’re gorgeous!! I see why some girls lose their train of thought when they’re talking to him…..
Kylee looked up at Trace, who was typing something on the computer. “Trace.” She blinked her eyes sleepily as she said his name.
“Hmmm?” Trace muttered to her, he had a pencil in between his teeth.
“Have you ever gotten lost in someone’s eyes?” Kylee closed her journal and leaned her head back into the cushion.
“Yeah.” Trace removed the pencil from his mouth. “What makes you ask?” He looked over at her. Confused at her question.
“I was reading in my journal about how girls lose their train of thought when looking at you.” Kylee twirled a piece of her hair around her finger. “It’s kind of funny to watch. Kristina was in mid-sentence talking to you yesterday and she stopped, it took her about ten seconds to remember what else she was going to say.” She smiled remembering Kristina’s face.
“Really?” Trace tilted his head sideways. “I didn’t notice.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“You apparently weren’t paying close attention to what she was saying.” Kylee laughed. “She’s fascinated with you.” She felt a small pull on her heart once she said the words. What is that? she didn’t know the feeling. Jealousy? Why would I be jealous of Kristina? She bit her lower lip when her heart screamed the answer at her. You love him!
“So are a lot of other girls.” Trace turned back to his work. I wish you were one of them. He thought. “Go to sleep, Ky.” He told her glancing over at her again.
“I don’t want to.” Kylee whined, she repositioned her self on the cushion.
“I don’t care, you need to.” Trace insisted looking at her with his caring blue eyes. He didn’t like her losing the little sleep she could get.
“Don’t worry about me, Trace.” Kylee told him. “I’m fine right here, I might fall asleep right here, so do your homework.” She looked back at him with her stubborn I’m-not-going-to-listen glare.
Trace sighed. “All right.” He turned back towards his work. Kylee was stubborn at times, now was one of them, and he didn’t mind. He was glad she didn’t let him boss her around, but when she needed sleep it bothered him. He let her have her way though, and focused on his school work.....
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Here is a Trace & Kylee excerpt (yes I changed his name cause Shane was making Sarah sad)
*You'll recognize the quote
*“Thanks.” Was all Kylee knew to say. “I love you too.” And she didn’t mean only as her best friend.
Shane moved back to his desk chair as a knock sounded on his door. “Come in.” He called. The door opened and his mother stood in the doorway.
“Good night, you two. Shane, make sure she gets home safely.” His mom said.
“I will, Mom.” Shane smiled. “Good night.” He was glad his parents no longer hated Kylee, they loved her now. He didn’t think that they actually had hated her, but rather, her father.
“Good night.” Kylee said as the lady closed the door. What Shane’s parents didn’t know was that Kylee wasn’t going home. On nights like this, when her father threatened her, she would often stay over and sleep in Shane’s bed, and Shane would sleep on the floor. They would wake up early and Kylee would run home and get ready for school, or in the case of weekends shower, change clothes, and come back over.
Shane turned towards his computer. “You’re tired.” He commented glancing over at Kylee. Her eyes were beginning to close. “You can go lay down.” He jerked his head towards his bed.
“No.” Kylee shook her head stubbornly. “I can stay awake.” She insisted repositioning herself on the cushioned chair.
Shane smiled at her. “If you say so.” He turned back towards his computer.
“What are you doing?” Kylee asked him, opening her journal.
“I have research to do for a paper.” Shane replied. He shuffled a few of the pieces of paper around on his desk. “It’s due Tuesday.” He sighed and turned his eyes towards the computer screen.
Kylee opened her journal and flipped back a few pages….dated in August of her freshman year.
I went over to Trace’s again last night. Daddy wasn’t home when I left at 11, and I wasn’t sure what he would be like when he got home. Trace was comforting as usual. He started telling me about this girl from school, Beth, who liked him, just to keep my mind occupied. We talked late about different people we had liked, and who had liked us. As we sat there I realized how much I loved him, he never minded what time I came tapping on his window, or how much I talked. No, I don’t love him as like a boyfriend, I love him as my best friend. Sometimes, I think I like him but then I see how weird that would be….. Kylee smiled, she knew she had been lying to everyone, even herself, about liking Trace. She still was.
…I know Beth likes him a lot, though. She’s a nice girl….
Kylee sighed remembering how obsessed Beth had been with Trace. She wrote him notes, and called his house almost every day. Trace later told Kylee that was why he had never dated Beth, she drove him crazy! Kylee turned back to a passage from the previous year, her junior year of high school.
Trace punched Sam (____) today because Sam was making fun of me, he was calling me puny and weak. Trace got in trouble with the principle, I feel bad about it. Trace said it was his fault, not mine, it didn’t make me feel any better though. I stayed and watched his basketball game, we won by a few points but I don’t remember the exact score. I sat and talked with Sarah during the game, it was good since I haven’t really had a chance to talk to her for a long time in a while. Trace was excited about the game the whole drive home. I stayed home last night, Daddy was asleep on the couch when I got home, since Trace and I had talked for a while with some of the other members of the basketball team, and then when we got home we talked in Trace’s car for a while. When I was saying goodbye to Trace, I didn’t want to, I didn’t want to get out. I wanted to stay with him. He makes me feel wanted, and at home. I looked at him last night and realized how blue his eyes are. They’re gorgeous!! I see why some girls lose their train of thought when they’re talking to him…..
Kylee looked up at Trace, who was typing something on the computer. “Trace.” She blinked her eyes sleepily as she said his name.
“Hmmm?” Trace muttered to her, he had a pencil in between his teeth.
“Have you ever gotten lost in someone’s eyes?” Kylee closed her journal and leaned her head back into the cushion.
“Yeah.” Trace removed the pencil from his mouth. “What makes you ask?” He looked over at her. Confused at her question.
“I was reading in my journal about how girls lose their train of thought when looking at you.” Kylee twirled a piece of her hair around her finger. “It’s kind of funny to watch. Kristina was in mid-sentence talking to you yesterday and she stopped, it took her about ten seconds to remember what else she was going to say.” She smiled remembering Kristina’s face.
“Really?” Trace tilted his head sideways. “I didn’t notice.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“You apparently weren’t paying close attention to what she was saying.” Kylee laughed. “She’s fascinated with you.” She felt a small pull on her heart once she said the words. What is that? she didn’t know the feeling. Jealousy? Why would I be jealous of Kristina? She bit her lower lip when her heart screamed the answer at her. You love him!
“So are a lot of other girls.” Trace turned back to his work. I wish you were one of them. He thought. “Go to sleep, Ky.” He told her glancing over at her again.
“I don’t want to.” Kylee whined, she repositioned her self on the cushion.
“I don’t care, you need to.” Trace insisted looking at her with his caring blue eyes. He didn’t like her losing the little sleep she could get.
“Don’t worry about me, Trace.” Kylee told him. “I’m fine right here, I might fall asleep right here, so do your homework.” She looked back at him with her stubborn I’m-not-going-to-listen glare.
Trace sighed. “All right.” He turned back towards his work. Kylee was stubborn at times, now was one of them, and he didn’t mind. He was glad she didn’t let him boss her around, but when she needed sleep it bothered him. He let her have her way though, and focused on his school work.....
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Kylee stood up from the chair. “I’m going to go change.” She told him touching his shoulder. He nodded letting her know he heard her. She picked up her sling bag she had brought with her, stepped across the hallway into the bathroom and changed into her sweat pants, and t-shirt. As she ran her fingers through her hair Kylee felt bad for not doing what Trace wanted, it was for her health, but she didn’t want to go to sleep. She then thought of why she didn’t want to go to sleep, why she was afraid to close her eyes. She was scared of having another night mare, like last night. It was dark and her father was looming over her, sneering at her. She could hear Trace calling her and she wanted to scream for him but couldn’t. She had woken up just as her father pulled out a long knife, she had laid awake for an hour or two until falling back into a fitful sleep. She stepped back across the hallway, and after putting her clothes away, sat back down in the cushion chair. She looked up towards Trace at the sound of music, her favorite music, the young man was looking at his computer screen with the pencil once again in between his teeth. He had no look hinting that he had turned on the music. And his stereo was across the room from him. The piano music continued to play as she watched him, piano music had always been soothing to her it always helped her sleep, she couldn’t remember ever telling Trace that though. That was Trace though, knowing everything without ever being told, and doing it to please the other person. She tried to stay awake but her drowsiness mixed with the soft music wasn’t letting her.
Trace had turned the CD of piano music in his stereo with his remote, then made it look like he had never looked away from the computer screen. He had always liked making people happy, satisfied, or any other good feeling, whether he got noticed or not. Of course Kylee would know it was him no one else was in the room. He knew she was looking at him, he could feel her (green) eyes on him, he didn’t look at her though. He had been looking at her too often, and for too long, tonight. Not that he minded looking at her, he was just not ready to tell her how he truly felt about her yet. He continued on with his work until he heard a thump on the floor. Looking up over at Kylee he smiled, her diary had slipped out of her lap, as her grip on it had loosened in her sleep. “Good girl.” He whispered. Standing he walked over, knelt down, slipped his arms underneath her body, picked her up off of the cushioned chair, and laid her on his bed. She stirred lightly in his grip, and he thought he had heard her say his name in her sleep. “Sleep peacefully, Kylee.” He covered her with the blankets, and let his eyes linger on her smooth face for a few more moments before returning to his work.
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Kylee stood up from the chair. “I’m going to go change.” She told him touching his shoulder. He nodded letting her know he heard her. She picked up her sling bag she had brought with her, stepped across the hallway into the bathroom and changed into her sweat pants, and t-shirt. As she ran her fingers through her hair Kylee felt bad for not doing what Trace wanted, it was for her health, but she didn’t want to go to sleep. She then thought of why she didn’t want to go to sleep, why she was afraid to close her eyes. She was scared of having another night mare, like last night. It was dark and her father was looming over her, sneering at her. She could hear Trace calling her and she wanted to scream for him but couldn’t. She had woken up just as her father pulled out a long knife, she had laid awake for an hour or two until falling back into a fitful sleep. She stepped back across the hallway, and after putting her clothes away, sat back down in the cushion chair. She looked up towards Trace at the sound of music, her favorite music, the young man was looking at his computer screen with the pencil once again in between his teeth. He had no look hinting that he had turned on the music. And his stereo was across the room from him. The piano music continued to play as she watched him, piano music had always been soothing to her it always helped her sleep, she couldn’t remember ever telling Trace that though. That was Trace though, knowing everything without ever being told, and doing it to please the other person. She tried to stay awake but her drowsiness mixed with the soft music wasn’t letting her.
Trace had turned the CD of piano music in his stereo with his remote, then made it look like he had never looked away from the computer screen. He had always liked making people happy, satisfied, or any other good feeling, whether he got noticed or not. Of course Kylee would know it was him no one else was in the room. He knew she was looking at him, he could feel her (green) eyes on him, he didn’t look at her though. He had been looking at her too often, and for too long, tonight. Not that he minded looking at her, he was just not ready to tell her how he truly felt about her yet. He continued on with his work until he heard a thump on the floor. Looking up over at Kylee he smiled, her diary had slipped out of her lap, as her grip on it had loosened in her sleep. “Good girl.” He whispered. Standing he walked over, knelt down, slipped his arms underneath her body, picked her up off of the cushioned chair, and laid her on his bed. She stirred lightly in his grip, and he thought he had heard her say his name in her sleep. “Sleep peacefully, Kylee.” He covered her with the blankets, and let his eyes linger on her smooth face for a few more moments before returning to his work.
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OK. I need some "advice". You know how in my Joe and Kandie "Chronicles" Kandie "owns/controls" whatever, some animals....I need ideas on how she got them. I can't think of anything other than something stupid....and of course if I DO publish the books i will give credit to the person who gave me the idea.
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Hmmmm......Well, some of these ideas may sound stupid but I'm just throwing things out. She could have a friend who works in a circus or zoo and they either couldn't use or didn't need whatever animal Kandie has and gave the trained animal to her. Or, if you have ever read the American Girl Felicity books, she found said animal hurt or something and nursed it gradually back to health not getting really close to it the first time but gradually gaining its trust.
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Hmmmm.......those are good I guess, but Kandie's had the wolves, and others, since she was little....unless I change it. what did you think of what i've posted????
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I really like it. When you first started posting this story I'll admit I was a bit afraid it would turn into another Joe/Kandie story. But you've done a really good job with it. It's not like Joe/Kandie at all.
It's not like Joe/Kandie at all.
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haha yeah! Thanks...I know you don't like that story...as much. I'll try to write something new.
Nightcrawler_Fan
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Its not that I don't like the story. It's very well written. I'm just not as into perfect romance. If that makes any sense.
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Yeah I know. I might write more of the "Daniel Dream" for you.
I might write more of the "Daniel Dream" for you.
Nightcrawler_Fan
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YEAH!!!! I love that one.
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hah I know that's a favorite...IDK why though.
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It's very different. The plotline. There aren't many stories with a plot line even close to it.
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I know! haha. I'm glad you like it.
I'm glad you like it.
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More "Fire Light"
“What is it, Sarah?” I asked once I got to her. She looked really pretty with her light blonde hair pulled back, and a light cover of makeup on her face.
The sparkle in (my sisters blue) eyes was bright. “(Riley)’s coming.” Sarah told me. “He should be here in about half an hour.” She seemed extra bouncy tonight.
I laughed at her. “I thought it might have been about him.” I said teasingly. “Hello, Mama. Hey, Daddy.” I looked past Sarah and greeted my parents who were talking to Mr. and Mrs. Guyer.
“Hello, Kandie." My parents spoke back smiling at me.
"Kandie, if you don’t mind, can you and Sarah go get the condiments and napkins?” Mrs. Guyer asked me.
“Sure, Janise.” I took Sarah’s arm and led her inside the house. “So how is Riley?” I asked as I picked up the napkins, and relish packages off of the kitchen counter, handed them to Sarah before picking up the mustard, ketchup, and potato chip bag and setting them on a tray I had placed where the things I had handed Sarah had been sitting.
“He’s good. Working a lot, and trying to stay ahead in school.” Sarah said. “Do you want me to put these on the tray too?” I nodded and she set what I had handed her on the tray. “And so it’s good for him to get a break every once in a while.”
“That’s good. He needs a break every once in a while.” I said. “I’m just trying to spend as much time as I can with Joe before he leaves for training which still isn’t for a while.” I picked up the tray and walked towards the door that led outside.
“Are you OK with that?” Sarah asked as she opened the screen door for me. “With him leaving for so long?”
I shrugged as we fell into step together. “I’m not crazy about it, no, but I support him in it. He’s wanted to join the Army since he was eight-years-old and I’m not going to keep him from doing something he wants to do. It’s a good thing, and we both need to see how we’ll do being away from each other for long periods of time.” I told her. “I know I love him, and don’t want to lose him but he’ll be OK.” I glanced over at her. “It’ll be difficult for a while not having him here.” I let my gaze slide over the pasture looking for Joe. I spotted him chasing after Jan, I smiled at them.
“And I’m sure he feels the same way. I know he loves you.” Sarah smiled teasingly at me. “He’s crazy about you, Kee.” She called me by the nickname she had given to me when we were little.
“And I’m just as crazy about him.” I said. “I just don’t want to let him go.” I set the tray down on the table.
“Who said you had to??” Sarah looked at me with a knowing glance.
“No one. I guess I meant let him go where I won’t see him often.” I began unloading the tray not wanting to talk about Joe leaving any longer.
“OK.” Sarah understood my tactic. “Where’s Jonah?” She asked looking around for Joe’s younger brother.
“He’s going to pick up Jennifer.” I replied. Jonah had recently started dating a girl from school, which took some of the tension between Joe and Jonah away. “I’m so glad they’re dating. Jen has been waiting for Jonah for a few years.”
“And because it takes pressure off of Joe.” Sarah added. She glanced towards the driveway hoping to see Riley’s black car, when she didn’t spot the vehicle she looked back at me.
“Yes, that too.” I nodded. “He hasn’t threatened us in a while.” I picked up the tray and set it on the ground beneath the table. “By ‘threatened’ I mean try to hurt Joe, and take me.” I explained. I shivered as a breeze blew, rubbing my arms I looked over at the fire pit which was still fireless.
“It’s getting cold out here.” Sarah too was wrapping her arms around her body. “The fire isn’t started.” She said also looking at the pit.
“Joe!” I called the young man. Joe had caught Jan by now and was tossing her up into the air making the child squeal. “He’ll start the fire.” I said smiling at my sister.
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Love the dialouge. Very realistic. It sounds very much like two sisters talking.
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Good. That's what I'm going for.
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Sarah nodded. “Maybe he didn’t hear you.” Sarah remarked when he didn’t come.
“No, he heard me.” I shook my head. “Joseph!” I couldn’t help smiling when I called him the second time, using his full name, knowing that he’d come faster if I did. Joe set Jan down on the ground, spoke something to her probably about coming back to play in a little while, before walking over to me. I felt a smile tug at the corners of my mouth as he got closer. Sometimes I hated what Joe could do to my feelings just by looking at me.
“Sorry, I was coming, I was going to toss Jan a few more times.” Joe told me once he stood in front of me.
I shook my head. “No, it’s OK. You could have.” I looked up at him. “I was just wondering if you wouldn’t mind starting the fire, it’s getting cold.” I smiled sweetly at him. “Please.”
Joe returned my smile making the dimple in his right cheek appear, causing me to catch my breath. “Anything below sixty degrees is cold to you, Kandie.” He teased me reaching up and tugging lightly on a strand of my brown hair. “Yes, I can start the fire.” He nodded. He then turned to Sarah. “Please, tell you sister to stop looking at me like that, it doesn’t help my health.” He then turned and headed to the fire pit.
Sarah giggled. “I’ll tell her.” She nodded to him then looked at me with a teasing grin. “You heard him.” She lightly shoved my shoulder. “Don’t kill your boyfriend.” Her (light brown???) eyes laughed at me.
“Shut up.” I muttered. “I’m not doing anything to hurt him.” I moved over and sat down on one of the log benches that surrounded the fire pit. Sarah didn’t join me. “Sorry, Joe.” I apologized to him. He was crouched at the pit stacking fire wood and kindling into the hole. I heard Joe’s soft chuckle drift over his shoulder. “What?” I asked him.
Joe tossed a few more sticks into the pile before turning to me. “You do know I was just kidding, right?” He took the two small steps-he actually crawled- over to where I sat, rose up eye-level with me, resting his hands on my knees.
“Yes, I know that.” I looked straight into his eyes which was a mistake because I knew I wouldn’t be able to look away. “I thought I’d be nice and apologize anyway.” I mumbled covering his hands with mine.
“Thank you.” Joe rubbed his thumbs over my knees. “Of course you’re forgiven.” He glanced back at Sarah for a second before switching his eyes back to me. “It does weaken me though.” He said before leaning forward and lightly pressing his lips to mine.
“Ew, Joe!” I heard Jan say from several feet away.
“Shouldn’t that weaken you too?” I asked once he pulled back. I tried to catch my breath.
“Yes. And it does.” Joe replied with a nod, leaning away from me.
“Fire, Joseph.” I managed to tear my gaze away from his, and look behind him at the still dry wood.
“Right.” Joe nodded in understanding and turned back to his task.
Sarah then chose to sit down next to me on the log, and once again shoved me playfully on the shoulder. A sweet “aw, I can’t believe he just did that” smile was spread up my sisters face. “Nice.” She whispered barely loud enough for me to hear.
I laughed a little and nodded in agreement. I heard Trimsy, my wolf who sat behind me, growl, making me look up towards the house. “Your boyfriend’s here now.” I said teasingly to Sarah seeing Riley’s black corvette stopping next to my parents car in the Guyers’ long driveway.
Sarah couldn’t keep the smile from spreading up her face even more.
“Go meet him.” I made a motion with my hands to shoo her away.
“I’m going.” Sarah stood and headed towards the car.
I reached back and touched Trimsy’s head. “Easy girl.” I tried to sooth the wolf. “He’s a friend.” I watched Riley’s face brighten once he saw Sarah walking towards him. I was happy for Sarah, Riley was a very nice guy who seemed to care much about her. I watched the two quickly embrace in greeting, then step back and start talking. I shivered again as the wind blew, standing I stepped over to the table, poured hot apple cider into a Styrofoam cup, and sat back down on the log. Joe had gotten a few sticks to burn by now, and was trying to coax the fire to catch onto the logs. “Having difficulties?” I asked him. I cupped my hands around the warm cup.
“It’s not wanting to light.” Joe told me. He blew at the flames a few more times. “Finally!” He sighed as a log caught fire. After waiting a minute or two more to make sure the fire was going good he slid back and sat on the ground next to my legs brushing the dirt from his hands. “I started the fire for you.” He looked back at me, his brown hair fell over his forehead.
I smiled. “Yes, you did. Thank you.” I reached up and pushed his bangs to the side. “You can go play with Jan if you want.” I let my hand fall back to my lap.
“(Daren) is.” Joe pointed towards the upper pasture where my little brother (Daren) and Jan were at building something with sticks. “He doesn’t mind playing with Jan even though he is several years older.” He said. “I appreciate it.”
“Yes, he gets along well with children Jan’s age, I guess it’s because he feels like a big brother.” I took a sip of my cider. “Do you get tired of playing with her?” I asked him not sure what he meant by ‘appreciate‘.
Joe brushed the dirt off of his knees. “No, I don’t mind playing with her. I love Jan. But sometimes she doesn’t realize I want to spend time with you, too.” He slid up next to me on the log. “(Daren) lets both Jan and I get what we want.” He raised his hand in a wave. “Hey, Riley.” He greeted the young man extending his hand towards Riley, who had apparently come into the circle with Sarah.
“Hey, Joe.” Riley took Joe’s offered hand and shook it. “Hey, Kandie.” He nodded politely at me.
“Hey, Riley.” I smiled at both Riley and Sarah. Sarah’s smile couldn’t have gotten any bigger. I spotted a football, baseball, and a few mitts a few feet away turning to Joe I said, “You and Riley can go throw a football or something if you want.” I wasn’t trying to get rid of the boys because I didn’t want their company but I wanted to talk to Sarah, alone for a few minutes.
Joe looked down at me, understood what I wanted, and nodded. “You owe me a walk later.” He whispered into my ear before standing.
“That might be hard to give.” I said sarcastically. I watched him pick up the football and lead Riley out into the field. “Sit.” I told Sarah nodding my head towards the seat Joe had been sitting in.
Sarah obeyed. “Are you mad at me?” She asked a puzzled look on her face.
I laughed. “No! I just wanted to talk to you.” I drank the rest of my warm cider and set the cup down. “You can’t stop smiling can you?” I teased her.
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Sarah nodded. “Maybe he didn’t hear you.” Sarah remarked when he didn’t come.
“No, he heard me.” I shook my head. “Joseph!” I couldn’t help smiling when I called him the second time, using his full name, knowing that he’d come faster if I did. Joe set Jan down on the ground, spoke something to her probably about coming back to play in a little while, before walking over to me. I felt a smile tug at the corners of my mouth as he got closer. Sometimes I hated what Joe could do to my feelings just by looking at me.
“Sorry, I was coming, I was going to toss Jan a few more times.” Joe told me once he stood in front of me.
I shook my head. “No, it’s OK. You could have.” I looked up at him. “I was just wondering if you wouldn’t mind starting the fire, it’s getting cold.” I smiled sweetly at him. “Please.”
Joe returned my smile making the dimple in his right cheek appear, causing me to catch my breath. “Anything below sixty degrees is cold to you, Kandie.” He teased me reaching up and tugging lightly on a strand of my brown hair. “Yes, I can start the fire.” He nodded. He then turned to Sarah. “Please, tell you sister to stop looking at me like that, it doesn’t help my health.” He then turned and headed to the fire pit.
Sarah giggled. “I’ll tell her.” She nodded to him then looked at me with a teasing grin. “You heard him.” She lightly shoved my shoulder. “Don’t kill your boyfriend.” Her (light brown???) eyes laughed at me.
“Shut up.” I muttered. “I’m not doing anything to hurt him.” I moved over and sat down on one of the log benches that surrounded the fire pit. Sarah didn’t join me. “Sorry, Joe.” I apologized to him. He was crouched at the pit stacking fire wood and kindling into the hole. I heard Joe’s soft chuckle drift over his shoulder. “What?” I asked him.
Joe tossed a few more sticks into the pile before turning to me. “You do know I was just kidding, right?” He took the two small steps-he actually crawled- over to where I sat, rose up eye-level with me, resting his hands on my knees.
“Yes, I know that.” I looked straight into his eyes which was a mistake because I knew I wouldn’t be able to look away. “I thought I’d be nice and apologize anyway.” I mumbled covering his hands with mine.
“Thank you.” Joe rubbed his thumbs over my knees. “Of course you’re forgiven.” He glanced back at Sarah for a second before switching his eyes back to me. “It does weaken me though.” He said before leaning forward and lightly pressing his lips to mine.
“Ew, Joe!” I heard Jan say from several feet away.
“Shouldn’t that weaken you too?” I asked once he pulled back. I tried to catch my breath.
“Yes. And it does.” Joe replied with a nod, leaning away from me.
“Fire, Joseph.” I managed to tear my gaze away from his, and look behind him at the still dry wood.
“Right.” Joe nodded in understanding and turned back to his task.
Sarah then chose to sit down next to me on the log, and once again shoved me playfully on the shoulder. A sweet “aw, I can’t believe he just did that” smile was spread up my sisters face. “Nice.” She whispered barely loud enough for me to hear.
I laughed a little and nodded in agreement. I heard Trimsy, my wolf who sat behind me, growl, making me look up towards the house. “Your boyfriend’s here now.” I said teasingly to Sarah seeing Riley’s black corvette stopping next to my parents car in the Guyers’ long driveway.
Sarah couldn’t keep the smile from spreading up her face even more.
“Go meet him.” I made a motion with my hands to shoo her away.
“I’m going.” Sarah stood and headed towards the car.
I reached back and touched Trimsy’s head. “Easy girl.” I tried to sooth the wolf. “He’s a friend.” I watched Riley’s face brighten once he saw Sarah walking towards him. I was happy for Sarah, Riley was a very nice guy who seemed to care much about her. I watched the two quickly embrace in greeting, then step back and start talking. I shivered again as the wind blew, standing I stepped over to the table, poured hot apple cider into a Styrofoam cup, and sat back down on the log. Joe had gotten a few sticks to burn by now, and was trying to coax the fire to catch onto the logs. “Having difficulties?” I asked him. I cupped my hands around the warm cup.
“It’s not wanting to light.” Joe told me. He blew at the flames a few more times. “Finally!” He sighed as a log caught fire. After waiting a minute or two more to make sure the fire was going good he slid back and sat on the ground next to my legs brushing the dirt from his hands. “I started the fire for you.” He looked back at me, his brown hair fell over his forehead.
I smiled. “Yes, you did. Thank you.” I reached up and pushed his bangs to the side. “You can go play with Jan if you want.” I let my hand fall back to my lap.
“(Daren) is.” Joe pointed towards the upper pasture where my little brother (Daren) and Jan were at building something with sticks. “He doesn’t mind playing with Jan even though he is several years older.” He said. “I appreciate it.”
“Yes, he gets along well with children Jan’s age, I guess it’s because he feels like a big brother.” I took a sip of my cider. “Do you get tired of playing with her?” I asked him not sure what he meant by ‘appreciate‘.
Joe brushed the dirt off of his knees. “No, I don’t mind playing with her. I love Jan. But sometimes she doesn’t realize I want to spend time with you, too.” He slid up next to me on the log. “(Daren) lets both Jan and I get what we want.” He raised his hand in a wave. “Hey, Riley.” He greeted the young man extending his hand towards Riley, who had apparently come into the circle with Sarah.
“Hey, Joe.” Riley took Joe’s offered hand and shook it. “Hey, Kandie.” He nodded politely at me.
“Hey, Riley.” I smiled at both Riley and Sarah. Sarah’s smile couldn’t have gotten any bigger. I spotted a football, baseball, and a few mitts a few feet away turning to Joe I said, “You and Riley can go throw a football or something if you want.” I wasn’t trying to get rid of the boys because I didn’t want their company but I wanted to talk to Sarah, alone for a few minutes.
Joe looked down at me, understood what I wanted, and nodded. “You owe me a walk later.” He whispered into my ear before standing.
“That might be hard to give.” I said sarcastically. I watched him pick up the football and lead Riley out into the field. “Sit.” I told Sarah nodding my head towards the seat Joe had been sitting in.
Sarah obeyed. “Are you mad at me?” She asked a puzzled look on her face.
I laughed. “No! I just wanted to talk to you.” I drank the rest of my warm cider and set the cup down. “You can’t stop smiling can you?” I teased her.
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