Chapter 4
Oren darted around her face in all directions and Nahtaia swatted at him as if he were a pesky fly. When her patience ran thin, she turned to give him one more warning, but he’d suddenly disappeared. Nahtaia let out a contented sigh and turned, then gasped when she saw Kale on the road ahead of her.
“Hello,” he said with a smile as he made his way to her. He hitched his belt of tools onto his shoulder and rubbed his hand on his pants before tipping his floppy gray hat to her.
“Hello,” Nahtaia replied. “I’m sorry to intrude, but I was just returning your sister’s dress.”
“It’s no intrusion,” he said. “I have to admit, I didn’t expect to see you again so soon, but it’s a pleasant surprise. Especially so early.”
Nahtaia blushed at his comment and nervously tucked a strand of he
