Date: 2008-06-07 06:32 am (UTC)
She continued watching his wanderings, crossing her arms over her chest, her thin robe moving in the wind. She wasn't cold, just kind of curious. The baby was sleeping and while her nap had revitalized her just a little, she could have gone back to sleep again on the hill.

Kitt, however, seemed lost in his thoughts and she wasn't sure if she wanted to disturb him. Finally, she took the last little bit of hill and started making her way across the track, hoping he wouldn't be angry with her for disturbing his private time.
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Catherine Hatshepsut (Hattie) Jackson

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