#but when i saw that paul likes long drive IDK maybe he was curious? maybe he saw something he wanted (after all... she has baked goods

[coeursainte]

                   lips twisted downward as aching fingers tugged wire tighter, securing chainlink to posts she’d spent most of the day driving into the earth.   the previous fence, not dissimilar to the one she now constructed, had rusted through, the old wooden posts equally rotten… and had failed spectacularly to a hungry deer.   

                   it simply couldn’t wait. those were words her stepmother never wished to hear, but she had hated the amount it drained from her pocketbook far more.   brows furrowed tightly against the words still ringing within her ears, fury and blame and things which tore into her heart even as she built as high a wall as she dared.

                   perhaps she would have mulled deeper, dragged into thought’s cold depths, but for the soft crunch of tires against gravel, a leap of everything in her chest in remembrance.   the whish of passing cars, the rumble of trucks and higher powered engines, were practically background noise, but that… that was different.

                   especially when the radishes required restocking.

                   a harried glance about found the basket in but a moment, ella snatching it from its perch as she whirled to the road, bare feet pounding against the grass as worries swirl.   if her stepmother grew curious, and the visitor left without anything with something empty, she might receive more than an earful.    ( please take something… and pay for it. )   certainly, lack of the latter would be the only thing worse.

                   only as she slowed down to take the walled corner at a reasonable pace did she register what a sight she must be, mud stained clothes and heavy work gloves, but she composed herself as best she could.     ❝  my deepest apologies…  ❞    she almost stopped short at the sight of the man standing there, but instead kept moving to pull out the empty basket and slip in the overflowing one, words lilting off her tongue fueling by nerves as much as necessity.     ❝  until i heard you stop, i utterly forgot about these.   please don’t let me keep you… ❞

                   soft brown gaze darted over her shoulder as she flashed something of a brighter smile.     ❝  …unless you have any questions?  ❞

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