Duck Lake Follow your heart, little child of the west wind

Sandy was simply talking. He hadn't even thought that perhaps the girl knew how to fish. He figured most did. He was just glad for the conversation. IT felt as if it had been too long, honestly.

I'm sure, Lady Selena.

He backed up with a smile. Be my guest. There was a kindness to his yellow eyes and he gave her room to take his place. Then he waited patiently.