Meditation crowdedhour
Pout-y pink lips opened, lids closed as her mouth expanded in an ugly yawn, face contorted and scrunched up as the relief released throughout her body in relaxation. Kate really wasn’t sleepy, more meditative.
It was a pure accident that she learned Jack was here. He’d either left, was dead or avoiding her, the first was her choice, the one her brain clung to so she could deal with life in this castle. Not that life here was horrible, not in terms of comforts. The opportunity for time traveling excited Kate, it hit her wondering spirit, yet Marco changed her. It wasn’t a physical thing, it was the opposite.
Thinking about her new friend she sat there lazily in the sun.
It was a pure accident that she learned Jack was here. He’d either left, was dead or avoiding her, the first was her choice, the one her brain clung to so she could deal with life in this castle. Not that life here was horrible, not in terms of comforts. The opportunity for time traveling excited Kate, it hit her wondering spirit, yet Marco changed her. It wasn’t a physical thing, it was the opposite.
Thinking about her new friend she sat there lazily in the sun.