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Kate couldnt say anything. She wasnt really embarrassed, just wary of confrontations. She also knew that the thoughts she shared with Jeff should have been said directly to Rigg. Jeff tactfully left them alone, and the silence between them lengthened.
The sun was beginning to set; it was a little darker beneath the trees and the breeze had picked up, sending a cool draught against Kaitlins bare arms. Crossing her arms in an effort to keep warm, she finally broke the silence.
Even though its hard for me to face you, Im rather glad you came out when you did, or I would probably never have talked to you.
I meant what I said to Jeff but I should have said it all to you. You couldnt be more kind to Sean and Marcail, but you treat me so strangely. One minute youre tender and the next youre ordering me about as though you owned me.
Im not a child, but neither do I have the wisdom of the ages, and I just dont know how to handle this underlying animosity between us. In another circumstance I would just keep my distance from you, but with Sean living with you and me staying temporarily with your folks, thats impossible.
If Ive done something or am doing something that is offensive to you, Id be more than happy to clear the air. And I know Ive said a lot but theres just one more thing. I hope that anything between us wont affect the way you treat Sean and Marcail. I know they like you and its so hard to be here without our folks, I just hope that
Kaitlin. Her name, softly spoken in his deep voice, brought her to a halt. He came close enough to touch her, but did not.
Ive been so wrong in the way Ive treated you. Will you please forgive me?
Yes, she said immediately.
Ill try not to be so bossy with you, but please understand that you and Marcail gave me quite a scare on Friday. In my mind, leaving you at that house would have been like leaving an infant in the snow. You had no money or food or even sufficient blankets for the bed. I was afraid you would refuse me so I ordered instead of asked.
As for the otherthe teasingall I can say is that Im not myself with you. We got off to such a bad start. I mean, right away you didnt like me, and I wanted you to like me. And not just because I let your brother live with me. Am I making any sense to you?
Kate nodded. Thank you for telling me. It clears up a lot. So much has happened to bruise my emotions, and my mind never goes more than an hour all day without wondering where my Father is and if hes all right.