Wild Berry Meadow What are you running from, and may I interfere

"Hey you,"

She imagined it would have sounded much more alluring had it not been preceded by coughs. Without a word she weaved to be closer to his place, when close enough she sunk to her belly and laid on the earth next to him. If he made no attempt to stop her she would tuck herself into his large side. Perhaps she should have been more caretaker-like, asked a few questions or offered help. Yet she had missed him fiercely, missed the silence they could find in their private moments.

I missed you. She confessed, although she wondered if it really was a secret. Never once had Eleni been known for poker faces or hushed emotions. She was a feverishly emotional creature.