Lion Head Mesa redlands

it was all terribly wrong.

he was wounded be her dropping his arm that still pulsed with pain. he was disarmed by her proclamation.

how long have you sat upon such a thought? it cannot be more than a breath, he thinks. he did not mean to belittle feelings but he needs her to see this for what it is — or that there is confusion between things meant.

and perhaps it was his own survival he sought now. unable to imagine what a father — or even brother — might think if he heard his daughter proclaiming such to what was meant to still be just a fellahin.