I couldn't have been hotter. Our fall that year was warm. But mixed with heavy labour, I couldn't have been any hotter.
I stopped for a breath as Sawyer had the job of putting logs onto the stump I was chopping wood on.
Mister Bishop wanted to break me, and I knew it. He was getting me to chop his entire wood stock for the year. I knew I would be sore, but at least I could watch my Charlotte while working.
I was in my undershirt and chopping as many pieces of wood I could.
I watched my charotte between chops. She spent most of the day outside with Mary and James.
James was learning how to run now, he would stumble and fall, cry for Charlotte to help him then he would be happy to run through the meadow again with his sister.
She was a very beautiful girl. She was so patient with Mary and James when they would get fussy. She would sit with them in the meadow and let them put flowers all over her. She taught Mary how to catch butterflies and how to make flower crowns.
I couldn't wait to marry her.
Sawyer huffed as he had to continue putting logs on after I would spilt them. "What's wrong, little man?" I asked him while stretching my back since it was getting tight.
"I wanna play."
I knew he did.
"You can play after we finish this pile." There were maybe thirty logs left.
He pouted at me and I sighed. He was a pretty cute kid. "You can have half my roll at lunch."
He was much more compliant after that.
Sawyer and I headed inside for lunch. I knew stacking the wood pile after lunch would possibly hurt the most, so I needed to eat quickly so I could get back outside to have more time to finish the job.
Charlotte smiled at me as I sat down while buttoning my grey shirt up still.
"You look warm." She told me as she placed a sandwich in front of a sawyer and berries in the center of the table.
Mary asked Charlotte a question very quietly, and held her own hands while she sat across from me at the table. "Could i have a sandwich too but without the cheese?"
Charlotte nodded and stroked her hair as she put the pitcher of water on the table too.
"Alright with a sandwich, love?" She asked me. She hadn't ever called me love before but I enjoyed it.
I nodded and smiled. "Would be wonderful."
She made me two and placed her hand on my back as she whispered in my ear while she placed my plate in front of me. "You've been working hard. I figured you would be extra hungry."
I thanked her as she went to get herself a bit of lunch and finish Mary's sandwich.
"Sissy?" Mary asked as Charlotte was just slicing their two sandwiches in half.
"Yes, Mary?" She asked as she gave Mary her sandwich and placed her own plate on the table before sitting down beside Mary.
"Could Thomas come on our ride later?" Ride?
Charlotte blushed. "He's working. I'm not sure he would have time." She told Mary while putting a few berries onto Mary's plate.
Mary frowned at me. "My sissy loves you."
I nodded and chuckled. "She does."
Mary huffed. It was quite cute. "Then come for our ride."
Charlotte chuckled and rubbed Mary's back. "He could come with us some other time. Today might now be a good day for Thomas. You should ask him if he will be able to today."
