Lost Creek Hollow a brief history of time

his question somehow caught her off-guard; she colored and ducked her head to keep gannet from glimpsing the consternation on her features. "yes," mona answered shyly, wondering if he too would put to her a litany of questions as the leaders had done. but gannet did not seem likely to do that.
moving out of his way, mona returned to her work, glancing at the man from time to time. "might ... might you be a father this year?" the girl inquired softly after a time, though she had never seen him with a she-wolf, or known him to speak of a wife.