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Rigg stared at his mother, completely nonplussed. He almost asked if Dad knew what she was planning, something hed never even thought of saying to her before.
I can see youre surprised and I dont want you to think Im going behind your fathers back. If Katie says yes, then Ill ask Bill to take us in the wagon. If Katie declines, Ill tell Jeff hes to escort her. May looked almost sternly at her son.
Youve bullied her about this Rigg, and I dont like it. I can understand your anxiety but you need to talk with her, not stomp on her hopes with your disapproving looks.
Kate found herself wishing shed stayed in the haymow. She told herself shed made a terrible mistake which had caused May and Rigg to have words. Marcail was equally as uncomfortable and tried to stand as unobtrusively as possible behind Kate. Kaitlin, with Marcail behind her, inched carefully toward the door, not wanting to disturb the conversation between mother and son. But just when she thought the way was clear, Rigg reached for her.
Is that the way you feel? His hand was on her upper arm and she could see there was no escape.
Come along Marcail, Kate heard May saying and glanced over to see them exiting the barn.
Do you Katie? Do you feel I stomp on your dreams? Riggs gaze was as intense as his voice.
Kate sighed. How could she explain all the emotions that were swirling around inside of her? She wasnt sure, but she needed to try.
Rigg, how would you feel if you brought a girl home to your family and told them you wanted to marry her and they were not the least bit comfortable with her? I mean, they didnt warm up to her at all. Wouldnt you wonder if youd made the right choice? Wouldnt you begin to question your heartno matter how right things might have seemed at one time?
Well, thats the way it is with Joey and his dad. I really believe that Im supposed to reach out to them, but if none of you feel the same way, then I need to rethink my stand. If I was a man or my father were here, it would be different.
But Im not a man and I dont have a husband or a father to make going there all right. So if all of you, my closest friends in Santa Rosa, are against this, then for now at least, I have to assume the door is closed. But that doesnt change my heart or my prayers that Joey and his father will come to Christ.
And now this, today. Ive caused you to have words with your mother and that cant possibly be of the Lord. So I think Id better drop the whole thing before I cause any more problems. Rigg watched Kates shoulders sag and was overcome with guilt.