Redhawk Caldera Blues

"Nothing much has changed," Wraen shrugged. There had been no other heart-to-heart talks, no moments full of revelations, no progress in anything. Just routine. "I have not asked directly, but I have a feeling that he's still convinced I am the love of his life and he refuses to even blink another way for the fear of cheating on me," she said with a weary smile. "He was pretty crushed about... the whole ordeal last year, you know," she referred to Towhee's previous Bangspringfest and the role he had played in it. "I, on the other hand, see no problem in him fishing in other waters so to say, but he's never brought it up and I don't pressure either."

"I dunno, Towhee. I have come to a conclusion that he is his best ambassador and he may do as he pleases," she concluded. "I can't change his mind, I won't try and will just let things slide and see, where they go," she said. "That's, what being a good friend means, I think..." 

"Speaking of which... I kind of broke up with Bronco," Wraen changed the subject.