Thursday, January 3, 2013

Thursday Tales: The Scarf




"Miss Kathyrn!"

The voice came from behind me and I stopped to let it catch up around the bend in the path. A tall horse plodded along, carrying a tall man on its back.

"Good afternoon, Mr Tanner," I smiled up at him. "What brings you to our neck of the woods on this sunny afternoon?"

Mr Tanner slid off his horse and pulled a scarf from his pocket. "I think you may have dropped this before." He opened my hand and placed it inside. "I wouldn't want you to leave it behind."

"Thank y-" The words trailed off as I met his eyes. Such intensity. I bit my lip self-consciously. Why was he staring so?  Clearing my throat, I started again. "Thank you. That was really very kind of you."

"That's really all, I guess." He backed away, tipped his hat and mounted his horse once more. "Till we meet again."

"Oh, Mr Tanner?"

He looked at me questioningly.

"I think I lost this scarf last week."

His eyes flew open and I could've sworn that he colored a little.  Till we meet again, indeed.


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