Redhawk Caldera pokeweed

her head came up sharply, cheeks flushing at bridget's praise. "oh?" she said, her grin entirely for the cardinal. 
like the other woman, teya had no intention of fitting her into a space previously occupied by a man. any man. or ibis, for that matter. she told herself that time simply was not on their side. that it had been unkind to anything they began. and that teya had never committed to bridget.
men were easier. her tangle of feelings for the pretty healer was anything but.
"what name?" she asked brightly despite all her bleaker thoughts. the fish were jumping, the day was clear, and she was in good company.
what more could be desired?