Horizon Ridge Black honey

deirdre noted the lull in the sound of the others weeping, and blinked fresh tears from her own eyes before larkspur met them. they bled between her thick lashes, and her charcoal lined lips drew into a shy smile. i can try, she promised, nodding slowly. shall we look around? she invited, but awaited the other to make her move, first, not wanting to shake the tentative relationship they were now beginning to build. her head tilted some, and she observed the girls body language. it was still so very closed, and that was alright; it had always taken deirdre an ample amount of time to warm to strangers, if ever she did.