Jane Jago’s Daily Drabble – Sixty-Nine

He came shyly into that place, bringing with him the wild smell of the pine forest. Martha approached him as carefully as if he had been a wild thing.

“Do you seek a wife?”

“I do. But my homestead is far from town.”

“Accepted. I do not crave company.”

His eyes searched her face for a moment then he offered his hand

It was a warmly fire-lit night, two winters, and two babies later, when he looked at her with a question in his eyes.

“Why did you choose me Martha mine?”

“You brought the forest. And I knew…”

©️jj 2018

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