Just The Way It Is

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So I should't have but I did. I have enough trouble updating the one I have as it is but this one needs help and I'd love your help. Goodness sakes, this one doesn't even have a name! ....Yet....help me out! : )

By the time I get to the field it's almost completely dark with the last evening light fading, so i'm forced feel around for our cow, Glenda, while trying to avoid a cowpat.

Well, that's definitely a tree, and that's another one.

I feel a whole row of trees then I come to something not hard enough to be a tree or our cow.

I'm not sure what it is so I move my hand along it feeling skin and a quiet laugh. Startled, I jump back directly into a cowpat hearing squish sounds underneath my bare feet.

"Are you okay?" a masculine voice asks. A man, just my luck.

"Just fine thanks" I answer dusting off my old dress irritated he didn't say anything as I ran my hands along his jacket.

Looking down at my current foot placement is even more depressing, as i'm ankle deep in cow dung.

He reaches out for me and grabs my waist pulling me out easily, I'm not sure if it's because he's strong or i'm just light, I don't eat much. Not necessarily by choice though.

"Thank you, but you didn't need to do that, I'm perfectly capable of stepping over" I say still irritated as I wipe off my feet on the dry grass.

"Oh sorry," he answers sounding nervous, finally letting me go. We're silent for a few more moments before I turn to walk away and find my cow.

Well that was awkward.

"Excuse me miss?" he calls after me, "a lady like you really shouldnt be walking around alone at night." he jogs up by me as I reach Glenda tying the rope I brought around her neck.

I try to suppress a snort. Because number one, i'm really not a lady, dad tries but he really has no idea when it comes to girl things so i'm kind of on my own there, and number two there's really no other option than for me to be 'walking around alone' someone has to do it and i'm perfectly capable.

"What? Am I expected to have an escort? And i'm sure being alone with some strange man is sooo much better" I say sarcastically. That wasn't rude, right? He chuckles so I guess not too offensive.

"I guess that wouldn't really be an option for you." he says.

"Excuse me?"

"Well I mean people like you probably couldn't afford anything like that." He stumbles on his words embarrassingly.

"People like me?!" I ask raising my voice trying to speak slowly so I dont explode, I've always had a temper and this son of a biscuit just called me poor. I mean, I am but still doesnt he have any manners?

"Well wait, I didn't mean, I just-" I don't hear the rest of his poor explanation about 'people like me' because i'm too busy dragging my cow toward the dirt path back to the cottage.

It doesn't take long for him to come jogging up behind me and my newly calmed mood is immediately soured again. I'm gonna hit him if he's not careful. Ask any of my brothers and half the boys in the village, i'll do it.

"Sorry about that" he starts. I make an alarmingly unattractive sound somewhere between a snort and a cough.

"I um, don't have much experience outside the palace." he says.

"What?" I ask stunned and a little concerned. I may have possibly just insulted the honor of someone with the capability of making my head no longer a permanent part of my body.