05-18-2022, 12:51 AM
Birds were a nice animal, Mable supposed. Singing and flying were very good skills for an animal to have, and most birds were very pretty. She and her brother had been woken up by birdsong many a time on the farm. It was not hard to grow fond of them. Still...
"Early bird gets the worm, Father, but I hope your bird would spare my worms. I think they'd be good friends like us once they got to know each other." Playfully, she tugged on the wet sleeve in her grip and gave the tall man a smile.
With even more reluctance than just walking back to the bank of the river, Mable stepped out and followed Father Brennan to their shoes. Her hands were sad and cold when he let go of them, but she tried to distract herself by putting on her shoes.
"Next time?" she repeated hopefully, sweeping her curly hair, heavy and dripping over her shoulder as she straightened up again. More than that, the suggestion of towels surprised her, but she supposed it wasn't proper for either of them to walk the streets, drenched down to their small clothes.
Decisively, Mable nodded once. "All right. Next time."
"Early bird gets the worm, Father, but I hope your bird would spare my worms. I think they'd be good friends like us once they got to know each other." Playfully, she tugged on the wet sleeve in her grip and gave the tall man a smile.
With even more reluctance than just walking back to the bank of the river, Mable stepped out and followed Father Brennan to their shoes. Her hands were sad and cold when he let go of them, but she tried to distract herself by putting on her shoes.
"Next time?" she repeated hopefully, sweeping her curly hair, heavy and dripping over her shoulder as she straightened up again. More than that, the suggestion of towels surprised her, but she supposed it wasn't proper for either of them to walk the streets, drenched down to their small clothes.
Decisively, Mable nodded once. "All right. Next time."
