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"I am," John smiled widely, looking towards his wife with glittering admiration– nevermind the cold stone of guilt forming in his gut.
"I am," John smiled widely, looking towards his wife with glittering admiration– nevermind the cold stone of guilt forming in his gut.
Jane hid her face. "You two are making me turn the color of a tomato!"
Phillip burst out laughing.
"Still lovely as ever." John purred.
Edonine was seperated feom him, sent to flank the other side.
Pierre could only watch, a pained expression on his face, as she walked away.
"Still lovely as ever." John purred.
She turned away teasingly. "You are not helping, John!"
Her husband tipped his head back a smidge with a quiet, throaty laugh, "If I didn't tease you, something would be wrong,"
Edonine was seperated feom him, sent to flank the other side.
Pierre could only watch, a pained expression on his face, as she walked away.
She cast a look to him over her shoulder. Not so much fear, this time. It was a forlonr look.
Good luck, he wished her silently, feeling his heart squeeze painfully. Stay safe. Come back to me..
Her husband tipped his head back a smidge with a quiet, throaty laugh, "If I didn't tease you, something would be wrong,"
She giggled as well. "That is true."
Phillip watched them with an admiring gaze.
"So, Phillip," John spoke up, "This is a quaint little shop you have,"
Good luck, he wished her silently, feeling his heart squeeze painfully. Stay safe. Come back to me..
The group of taller men swallowed her up, and disappeared into the veil of trees.
"So, Phillip," John spoke up, "This is a quaint little shop you have,"
"Yes. My father is in the back. I work for him," Phillip said smoothly.
"Oh, how is Eli?" Jane asked excitedly.
"He's perfectly well," he answered with a smile. "How is your father?"
"Well enough," she remarked and he laughed.
"Of course."
"Of course!"
John hated to have it's presence there, but a feeling of suspicion was beginning to form in a hard shell around his guilt. Immediately, he did not trust Phillip, he seemed too kind to his wife.
But again, maybe they were related and they forgot to tell John? Hopefully.
Eli emerged from the back with a smile. "Miss Jane!"
"Mrs," Jane corrected him. She stepped closer to John.
"Pardon me!" Eli's smile grew.
John rested an arm around his wife's shoulders. "Pleasure to meet you,"
"You as well sir," he said, looking John up and down. "Have we met before?"
"I cant say for sure," the British soldier replied.
"John," Jane piped up. "Do you think we can find something for Chadine here?"
"Oh, well," he looked around, "I'm not sure.."
"Who is Chadine?" Phillip asked.
"A dear friend of ours. We're looking for something nice to get her," Jane explained.
"She's done us a monumental favor, keeping Jane cared for in my absence," John explained. "I intend to repay her for her time and efforts,"
"Is there anything you think she would like?" Phillip asked, directing the question more at Jane.
"Not that I can think of…" she thought aloud. "She loves keeping busy and helping people."
"Maybe some kind of productive hobby to pass the time," John spoke. "Like crocheting..?" He attempted.
"Oh, what a smart idea, John!" she enthused. "That would be perfect."
"So you would just need needles and some yarn?" Eli asked.
"That sounds about right," Jane remarked.
John smiled lightly, giving an affectionate glance to his pregnant wife.
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