Big Salmon Lake cutback

He wanted. He wanted after something that was not her, so was it her? And he was nice enough to know that if this waiting woman was not wanted, then she should not be wedded to him.

Actions always costed something.

That was part of her fear within them now. That in these changes among her, among her family, that she might make choices that would cost something she had not realized.

We share a mind, I think... She lifted her head and pressed her face into the underside of his neck. As if she might bury herself into the heartbeat of him and make it her own.

It was easier, and indulgent, to submerge herself in him instead of focusing on these...changes.

He was here and he did not change like the water around him. He was a steady force that she could stabilize herself against.