She swallows, sets the cloth aside, flexing her fingers to shake off the almost overbearing desire to touch him. She drifts away from the chair, moving aimlessly and ending up in front of the wardrobe. Yes, that's what she was looking for, a robe. She pulls it out and slips into it, idle fingers fishing for the tie.
"Caught up on my reading. Cleaned the rifle." Again. He should know, she visited him for a few hours every day. "Did a lot of running and a little drinking, to pass the time."
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She swallows, sets the cloth aside, flexing her fingers to shake off the almost overbearing desire to touch him. She drifts away from the chair, moving aimlessly and ending up in front of the wardrobe. Yes, that's what she was looking for, a robe. She pulls it out and slips into it, idle fingers fishing for the tie.
"Caught up on my reading. Cleaned the rifle." Again. He should know, she visited him for a few hours every day. "Did a lot of running and a little drinking, to pass the time."