OOM: Green Lake, Doc's visit (cont.)

[ikissdhimbck]

It's a bit foggy out by the lake this early in the morning. Texas in July doesn't get mornings that are too terribly chilly, but as the warming air hits the cold lake water, a fine layer of mist blankets the glassy surface, and curls into the grassy shore

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[docscurlock]

He's dressed down from the night before, looking more like he did the first day he arrived in Green Lake in a simple grey suit and shirt. His glasses are tucked into his coat pocket and he has his bag slung over his shoulder.

In that simple leather bag are various treasures that he'll dig through later once the day has started and they're at the schoolhouse, but for now his hands are tucked lightly in his coat pockets as he approaches.

After he and the Hawthorns had made their way back to the house and he'd bid them good evening, he'd spent some time thinking about what he wanted to teach her students the next day -- and spent some time thinking about that moment standing beside each other watching the fireworks.

The memory makes him smile as he makes his presence known as to not startle her, clearing his throat quietly.

[ikissdhimbck]

She looks up from her book when she hears him, a smile broadening her lips.

"Good morning," she says, and the sunshine in her voice could rival the rising light at the horizon.

A long blue skirt lays across her knees, and a long-sleeved white cotton top dips slightly at her chest, unlike the high-collared tops she usually wears. Her hair is swept off her neck and gently curled at the back.

And her fingers tremble slightly against the spine of the book, as her heart starts to beat just a little bit faster.

[docscurlock]

"Good mornin', Miss Katherine."

Doc gives her a smile and then glances over at the lake and then at the rising sun on the horizon, pulling in a deep breath. It's a good morning.

He's going to get to spend time with students and he's going to get to spend time with Miss Katherine, and he's going to teach and he's going to help fix up that schoolhouse if she'll let him.

"How are you," he asks. "Did you sleep well?"

After all that dancing, he was exhausted, but he could barely calm down enough to relax.

It's a good morning for another reason. He's not going to get shot at, today.

[ikissdhimbck]

"I did, thank you," she says as she gets to her feet, brushing her dew-dampened skirts with one hand.

It's not a lie, because even though she was up half the night reeling over the events of the day, she slept quite soundly the few hours she managed before daylight.

"And you, Doc? Does the day find you well?"