lol.............'let's forget the tea shall we?'........
Whilst the others rested we toasted our hands and face in front of the wood burner and spoke of unrequited passions.......lol......
"I hope the fellas are bringing a tree in tonight... a little Christmas decorating after dinner might set Ma right, perhaps even keep her from killing me."
"Did you see the pine rope garland on the house coming in, and the bows? Tonight we'll have to light candles for the windows..."
Nicky sighs........ ......and unrequited passions are the ones that burn your soul ..........(good job i'm a masochist then.......lol.........).
But Xmas decorations............HOORAY!!!!!........Time to make popcorn garlands and brightly coloured bows for the tree......
Xmas makes everything seem more colourful and hopeful.............
Sometimes it's the unspoken words which are the most profound...... ............
But back to you and Luke .........he found you passed out in the scrub... the ribbon in your hair stood out against the brush, your ankle was turning dark purple and whilst you were unconscious he cut out the venom and carried you home on the back of his horse .......
Feverish and giddy you were put to bed...........time was the healer.....
He was out looking for you too.........but by the time you got back to the house he was there.......and totally frantic with worry.........it was Owen who stayed with you all night......cooling your brow and he finally passed out curled on your back with his arms around you.......
But there was something sad in Lukes eyes as he handed over the mantle of care to Owen........