Keep Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'

Roan commented on her wound and Iolaire turned the sliced pad upwards so he could see. "Nothing major. I cut it this morning while I was putting the awning on the cart." There was indeed a stretched deer skin extended over the wagon. At least she'd finished her task.

The concern in both voice and features was noted and it seemed to bring a little skip into the small woman's heart. They had bonded during their time together, it was true. Ah, but there was nothing there, right? And even if there was, he would surely lose interest one he discovered that she was barren. That was why she was alone. That was why the one good thing that had ever happened to her had become the one worst thing.