“I hate to say, Cora. I’m worried. She’s not been the same since Bear passed. You have to keep in mind, though, she was married three times longer than she was single. She went right from home to living with him. It’s not a surprise that she’s nervous. I’m glad you’re here.”
“Why, so you can get a full night’s sleep?” Her green eyes flashed again.
“No, so I don’t have to worry about her. She’s lonely. That’s the main reason she calls me at night. I know that and I don’t mind. Kind of awkward if there’s a woman over….” He sighed, shaking his head. “Sorry. Not what I meant to say. Who am I kidding? There’s hardly been a woman over here since I moved in.” His head dropped to the table and he groaned at his own admission. “I didn’t mean to say that, either.”
Cora giggled at him. He wasn’t sure if that made it better or worse. She laughed harder.
“Oh, poor you! I never saw such a woebegone man in my life.”
“I never heard a woman my age use the word woebegone,” Jed mumbled to the table. “I can tell I’m going to have to keep a dictionary in my pocket.”
“Too erudite for you? My apologies. I’ll endeavor to whittle down my vocabulary so you’re able to comprehend me.”
“Yeah. I’d be most appreciative if you’d whittle a little.”
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