Gathering things, he begins moving them out to the wagon left beside the house. Blankets and clothes, food and cookware, lamps that he carefully packs into crocks with his clothes, and other odds and ends he imagines they might need.
Stopping when she seeks him out, he cants his head, considering that question.
"I have two. One with a sister who is no longer with us, and one alone." He gestures for her to follow him, moving to the desk in the main room. On a shelf over it is a large family bible that he pulls down, turning to hand it to her. "They're in there," he says.
And they are both there. A barely toddling Robert with an older sister, and one of him about seven or eight, grinning at the camera. There are other pictures. A couple that might be his grandparents, some papers about land and such for his family, documents for the land they were on among them. And the cabin she is in, though it doesn't have his name on it.
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Date: 2018-12-12 02:59 am (UTC)Stopping when she seeks him out, he cants his head, considering that question.
"I have two. One with a sister who is no longer with us, and one alone." He gestures for her to follow him, moving to the desk in the main room. On a shelf over it is a large family bible that he pulls down, turning to hand it to her. "They're in there," he says.
And they are both there. A barely toddling Robert with an older sister, and one of him about seven or eight, grinning at the camera. There are other pictures. A couple that might be his grandparents, some papers about land and such for his family, documents for the land they were on among them. And the cabin she is in, though it doesn't have his name on it.