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This. Kate thrust the letter at him and waited as he read. She watched the emotions play across his face as he came to the part about their fathers delayed return.
Im sorry, Sean. I know youre disappointed and I know my timing is bad but I need a favor. I want to tell Rigg that I love him but I know I wont be able to get it all out in English and I want you to translate.
They had begun walking toward Riggs house and Sean turned his head to look at his sister as though she were crazy.
Kaitlin, are you serious? He sounded so incredulous that she felt ashamed.
Its all right Sean. That was a terrible thing for me to ask you. Just forget it, okay?
Sean didnt say anything to that. He knew she was embarrassed about having to ask him in the first place and then he had made it worse by ridiculing her. They walked on to Riggs and Kaitlin asked Sean if she could wait for Rigg. Her question made him feel terrible and he nearly stuttered as he told her to make herself comfortable in the living room. Rigg looked very pleased to see her when he came in an hour later.
I stopped by your place; we must have missed each other, he said with a smile.
There was no sign of Sean and Rigg noticed for the first time that Kate was looking rather agitated.
I need to talk with you, Rigg.
All right. Rigg answered, thinking that Kate had made up her mind about teaching in the fall. He sat next to her on the couch. When Kate sprang up away from him and stood in the middle of the room, wringing her hands, a frown covered his face and he doubted his own thoughts.
I just havent known how to approach you about this or really when to approach you. I mean Ive prayed and
Rigg listened and watched without interrupting as Kate went from tears to anger and back to tears again, speaking all the time in Hawaiian. Near the end Rigg caught on that she was talking about them. But by now an intense look of regret had come over Kaitlins face and Rigg felt his heart sink.
Im not able to say it, Kate finally said, and Rigg felt that she was apologizing, not for her foreign words, but for something far more personal.
Maybe if you give me a little time.
Sure. Rigg wondered what he had just agreed to and watched, his heart feeling as if it were caught in a vise, as Kate moved toward the door.
Katie, Rigg called softly as she started to leave.
But Kate only looked at him with tears once again filling her eyes. Im sorry. With those words she was gone, leaving Rigg in painful confusion.
Sean, who had been listening from the kitchen, came into the living room and cleared his throat uncomfortably.