Chapter Twelve
The skies aren’t big enough to hold me inside them today. There are golden meadows teaming between my legs and a day’s worth of sunshine heating inside my belly. How strange this is when the cold rain of November is lingering on, that my psyche thinks it’s spring. I don’t know why my heart leaps so. The stranger, Nicholas Riley, is now as indecipherable to me as he was when I didn’t know his name. I only understand I’m moving in with him and it would seem we have a future together, even if there’s little talk of what all this means.
I make my plans, gather a bundle of things from Isaac’s, but not too much since I’m uncertain how long his arrangement will stick. I can’t quit my one sure port in the storm before I know for certain. I don’t figure there is a lot changi
