Stavanger Bay Three ways to sunday

Thistle nodded she knew indeed that you couldn't help who held your heart. And often times she had found it hurt much worse to have someone else be in charge of that vital organ of yours. She caught the words and spoke softly a heartbreak so soon Surra?

Thistle shook her head I don't know he may love me certainly, but he also may resent me for not letting him and her have what they both clearly want and that is my husband. She sighed again sadly, she didn't even think it was so much the thought of sharing as it was to lose love, because she loved him so much it hurt sometimes and she did not have room for another nor could she willingly part with the love she did hold, because in part she suspected he had loved before and he loved her he just had never realized until he met Thistle and she wanted to cry all over again. What was she to do. I do not even think it is so much to share as it is to share love....a body is a body but love thats different you know? she wondered if she made any sense at the moment.

Thistle looked at him and spoke would you like to tell me what you were thinking about? I have sat here and monopolized your time, I can surely return the favor.