heartofcourage
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The way that the man talked, Elizabeth could practically feel the pain in his voice. She watched him from her spot as he talked about how the world saw him and she felt badly for him. He was misunderstood, a man that was use to the con game, but obviously still had a heart.
He closed his eyes, completely at ease in the rattling, swaying death trap that the train car was. She didn’t know how he could be so relaxed after committing a robbery where violence was threatened. HE could have been killed, maimed, taken into custody…even the very thought of the excitement made her heart beat rapidly against her chest.
“I’m sorry I beat you with my apples.” She said as he mentioned sleep. Sleep…a foreign concept for her in unfamiliar places. It had taken her weeks before she’d been comfortable enough to even sleep through the night in her apartment.
When he spoke, she could almost imagine that he cared something for her. Moments earlier he was screaming at her that she was crazy and now he was talking about getting them a hotel room where she could bathe and have new clothes. Looking back on how she acted, she did suppose that it seemed a little crazy. Life with Stephen had made her that way.
She sighed softly as the quiet stretched between them and she turned her head to watch the passing scenery outside. It was growing colder and she shivered as her clothes stuck to her skin beneath his coat. She’d probably ruined it by now with the mud and water she’d soaked up in the cornfield.
Gathering her heels, she silently made her way across the car and settled in at his side, huddling against his warmth. She met his gaze as his eyes opened and he looked at her with a glance of confusion.
“I’m freezing.” She said, shivering even as the words left her lips and she huddled closer to him.
He closed his eyes, completely at ease in the rattling, swaying death trap that the train car was. She didn’t know how he could be so relaxed after committing a robbery where violence was threatened. HE could have been killed, maimed, taken into custody…even the very thought of the excitement made her heart beat rapidly against her chest.
“I’m sorry I beat you with my apples.” She said as he mentioned sleep. Sleep…a foreign concept for her in unfamiliar places. It had taken her weeks before she’d been comfortable enough to even sleep through the night in her apartment.
When he spoke, she could almost imagine that he cared something for her. Moments earlier he was screaming at her that she was crazy and now he was talking about getting them a hotel room where she could bathe and have new clothes. Looking back on how she acted, she did suppose that it seemed a little crazy. Life with Stephen had made her that way.
She sighed softly as the quiet stretched between them and she turned her head to watch the passing scenery outside. It was growing colder and she shivered as her clothes stuck to her skin beneath his coat. She’d probably ruined it by now with the mud and water she’d soaked up in the cornfield.
Gathering her heels, she silently made her way across the car and settled in at his side, huddling against his warmth. She met his gaze as his eyes opened and he looked at her with a glance of confusion.
“I’m freezing.” She said, shivering even as the words left her lips and she huddled closer to him.