we start with an hour and we find we waste the day [for manof_myword]
Panting softly, Elena came to a pause as she frowned a little at her surroundings. Suddenly the idea of going for a run seemed like a bad one. Or maybe it only seemed bad because she had decided to go along the path in the trees instead of down the road despite the cook warning her that she could be hit by a car if she went along the road.
The risk of possibly, but most likely not, being hit by a car seemed better than the sinking worry that maybe she was lost.
Unzipping her jacket a little, she pressed her hands against her sides, trying to ease the stitch there, as she turned a little. How could she lose a place as big as Elijah's? No doubt he was going to fret over the idea of her going for runs again in the future. That or, knowing him, he would offer to escort her.
"Not a bad idea now, is it, Elena?" She muttered to herself before she pushed away from the tree where she was standing, pushing herself a little harder as she started running again. Maybe she would suggest putting lanterns on the path or at least on the main one so she couldn't go off without thinking about it.
Of course, paying attention was a good idea as she hit a patch of mud and went down with a startled yelp. Landing on her back in the squishy dark muck, she whimpered with a strained laugh. She couldn't believe her luck sometimes.
Twisting over, it took her a couple attempts to get back to her feet and now there was an ache in her back as she started walking/limping with a grumble. It took her another hour before she finally broke free from the foliage not far from the barn at the back of Elijah's home. Muttering a small thank-you to whomever was listening, she wiped a hand across her forehead, knowing she looked a mess half covered in mud, her cheeks pink and her hair damp.
Yeah, real smooth and sexy, she decided with a shake of her head as she headed towards the back door.
The risk of possibly, but most likely not, being hit by a car seemed better than the sinking worry that maybe she was lost.
Unzipping her jacket a little, she pressed her hands against her sides, trying to ease the stitch there, as she turned a little. How could she lose a place as big as Elijah's? No doubt he was going to fret over the idea of her going for runs again in the future. That or, knowing him, he would offer to escort her.
"Not a bad idea now, is it, Elena?" She muttered to herself before she pushed away from the tree where she was standing, pushing herself a little harder as she started running again. Maybe she would suggest putting lanterns on the path or at least on the main one so she couldn't go off without thinking about it.
Of course, paying attention was a good idea as she hit a patch of mud and went down with a startled yelp. Landing on her back in the squishy dark muck, she whimpered with a strained laugh. She couldn't believe her luck sometimes.
Twisting over, it took her a couple attempts to get back to her feet and now there was an ache in her back as she started walking/limping with a grumble. It took her another hour before she finally broke free from the foliage not far from the barn at the back of Elijah's home. Muttering a small thank-you to whomever was listening, she wiped a hand across her forehead, knowing she looked a mess half covered in mud, her cheeks pink and her hair damp.
Yeah, real smooth and sexy, she decided with a shake of her head as she headed towards the back door.