Do you think she was like that?”
“I’ve found it is helpful when talking to use actual subjects and context so your listener can understand what, exactly, you are trying to convey.”
I rolled my eyes. “Like you’re so big on clear communication.”
“Reth, I . . .” I paused, then took a deep breath. “I’m sorry.”
“Whatever are you sorry for?”
I shrugged. “How about threatening to kill you, for starters.”
“That is an excellent place to start, although I must tell you those threats were rather more endearing and humorous than frightening.”
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever. You really came through for me when no one else could, and I know Lend wouldn’t be here without your help. So thank you.” I leaned my head against his shoulder and it seemed like he almost missed a step, but then he continued on as graceful as before. I lifted my head back up, staring ahead and straining for my first glimpse of the pond. “Why did you do it? Help me, I mean. I know you don’t love Lend.”
His golden voice was as deliciously warm as it had always been, wrapping around me in a comforting blanket, insulating me from the bite of the December air. “No, but I do love you, silly creature that you are.

Autore: Kiersten White