Claimed On the Frontier
“We’d gotten a good day’s work in. I had a new apron cut and ready to begin sewing, our bread for the days ahead baked and cooling, and a large pot of stewed chicken ready for Aaron’s dinner. The floors were scrubbed clean and lovely new curtains fluttered in my windows. We had many preparations to make for the upcoming winter months, but setting up my new home was in full swing. Carrots simmered in a pot nearby deep in the flames, and biscuits were crisping up nicely. I was an awfully good hand... at making biscuits, and it pleased me to see Aaron downing them by the plateful.The night before, as he was tucking into his third plateful of dinner, I told him he worked up quite an appetite plowing the fields and tending to our property. He told me it was chasing after his naughty wife that kept his appetite up. I whipped my apron strings at him and told him he was a cad. He reminded me what he’d done with those apron strings.I would sometimes wait for him with my hands tucked behind my back.MoreLess
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