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Its all right, Sean. We just underestimated the way Percy would act. Were also causing problems between Aunt Maureen and Percy so I think its best this way.
Is it my fault that he did that, Katie? Marcail wanted to know. Because I said he loves you?
No Marc, its not your fault. Percy is a grown man and he knew better than to try and hug me when I didnt want to be hugged. Kate was surprised at how normal her voice sounded. Every time she thought of Percy a shiver ran through her. She folded her arms across her chest and tried to push the whole episode out of her mind.
Now, we need to take a vote. Do we leave for Santa Rosa in the morning and pray that God gives me a job? Sean?
I vote we go.
Marc?
I want to stay with you and Sean. But mostly I want Father to come back.
Kate hugged her where they sat on the floor of the girls bedroom. A few minutes later there was a knock at the door. Sean answered it.
Aunt Maureen stood on the threshold looking pale with strain and worry. Sean held the door wide and she entered wordlessly.
Is there anything I can say, Kaitlin? The older woman came straight to the point.
Its not your fault, Aunt Maureen.
If only that were true, the older woman thought, but said in a voice that shook with emotion, Are you really going to leave?
Kate went to her. Aunt Maureen, I have to tell you something. When I came downstairs last night, I heard you and Percy talking. I panicked when I heard how he felt about me because I thought Id done something to cause that.
Oh no, my dear, please dont think that.
Well, Im feeling better about it but the thing I need to tell you is about the ad I saw for a teaching position. You said Santa Rosa wasnt too far from here.
About a days ride on the stagecoach.
Well, yesterday morning I saw this ad and for some reason I couldnt get it out of my mind. At first I just thought it was because I knew I could apply. I think I was feeling prideful about being an experienced teacher but then after I eavesdropped and panicked, I told Sean I wanted to go and have a try for that job.
Last night we figured I was overreacting but now weve talked and taken a vote. Well check the fares and time schedule this afternoon and leave tomorrow morning.
What will I say to your father? Tears appeared in Maureens eyes and Kate put her arms around her.