With her uneasy and restless ways this past week, she has also been feeling more alone. Sure, she has their daughters to keep her busy. The little seven month olds running around on their tiny legs and making giggles echo along their cottage and grounds. So she had more than enough to be keeping her busy, fear not. But, it was the sheer fact that her beloved had also been away all week.
Surely, he made it home in the wee hours a couple of evenings, as she lay slumbering in their bed. But, he had been silent in his returns. She sensed something was different with him lately. But he was closing himself off from her once again. She wished to help him, she desired to be doing so. It pained her to see her heart in such a disarray of his own mind. Was it the Hollow? She wondered to herself this particular morning. She stood out on their balcony, looking down along the grounds of their property here in Manosque. She didn't not for sure, but if he would only talk with her on it, maybe she could help him. And maybe he would be able to sleep easier once again.
The breeze gently kissed her long blonde tresses as she stood silently thinking. closing her eyes to its touch, she imagined his hands there instead. How she longed for his gentle caresses through her tresses. Longed to feel his lips once again. She whispered without thinking, "How much longer will you be away for, my dearest heart? Your girls miss you so..." only the breeze relied, kissing her tresses once again. Its coolness a temporary relief to the summer heat of the day as the sun blared down with intense humidity upon the land for yet another day. She merely wrapped her arms around herself, and then tilting her head downward slightly to hold back any tears from her longings.
Now was not a time to dwell on such matters. She squeezed her arms in her palms a brief moment before wiping her eyes with the back of her hand and quickly turning around to head inside their bedroom and begin the day. She quickly heads off to change into a light and flowy summer dress and then heads off to ready Samantha and Solveig for the day. After slipping them into simple dresses, and getting their hair brushed and fed breakfast, she sets them off to play in the quiet of their living room, as she busies herself in a project she thought of doing just the other day. With their anniversary coming up quickly, she thought of making a small scrapbook to gift her beloved Elijah for such an occasion. After all, the first anniversary was paper. She smiles to herself as she hums happily when she sets to work with papers, and photographs now scattered along their dining table.
She cuts and glues in various arrangements into a small square book she lovingly added tiny wooden hearts to and penned in their initials on each one. She pauses after a few to watch their twins playing happily across the cottage in the open room.She rests her chin into her glue covered hands and sighs softy as she watches them, wondering once again when he would return as he was missing these little moments with them.
She then thinks to pick up the camera near her and begins to get a few photos snapped to include in their scrapbook so that he doesn't miss out after all. She spends the afternoon doing this instead and forgetting the cutter she had on the table.
