I suspose everyone has hopes and dreams.. I do as well.. while some have been crushed and put to the side.. but one underlying dream never seems to leave my thoughts.
I would one day love to be a mother... to hold a child to listen to his breath as I lay him against my shoulder.. to watch him grow into a strong and worthy warrior.. I guess I am no different than any other woman of the plains.. except for one thing..I am not sure how one actually goes about doing that.. I mean do you walk up to a warrior and go. hey I like you I want to get to know you better.. and then maybe if you like me we can you know... If it were that easy I would have already wrestled Tasco to the ground and said all that.. but its not easy.. its just not.. I am so glad this book is private.. here I can say I just melt inside when he looks at me with thosde coppery eyes.. that smirk... my toes curl... but he will never know that.. nope.. why give anyone an edge.. I have found that the less I say or think the less trouble I get into..
But I regress.. What else do I want... well.. Its a small thing I know. but I sure would like to know when to know something I say has a totally different meaning that what I said.. :grins:
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