Amie
I knew Finlay was worried about me when I headed off for my girls’ night with Becky. I could only imagine that he feared James would leap from the bushes or something. Me wanting to stay away from James was why the idea of a picnic had seemed the best option. We would meet in a neutral part of the woods and not tell anyone except Elder and Finlay the exact location. It gave us both security and peace of mind to relax. Becky stood waiting for me at our meeting spot, we both had a basket in one hand.
“How are you feeling?” she asked as we walked the final way to the spot we had selected.
“Fine. It has almost healed completely. I should be as new by the next game tomorrow,” I told her.
“That is good to hear.” There was a pause.
“You don’t have to think about what you say,” I told he
