Northstar Vale sand willow

she spoke crudely, but he offered the barest hint of a smile for it.

there was purity in her unkind words.

it is good you have a husband, tamar. i have met too many young women astray, sides wide with no one to tend to them. perhaps it was not his place to speak such, perhaps it was.

i hope good things for you and your husband — even if we do not share religious grounds, i hope your union is blessed.

there were tears in his eyes, he refused to acknowledge them.