bother him so much ?
Calvin glanced at her, appearing maddened and possibly frustrated. He soon spun his head away from her. She remained staring at him, sensing he was sulking.
“When are you due?” Ross asked her.
Kacey heard Ross ask the question, but hated the fact Calvin seemed to be put out, or angry with her.
“Few months.”
“My sister-in-law had a son a few years ago and stressed how lucky us men are not to carry a baby. If the future generations were left to men, there wouldn’t be one, something to do with us unable to handle pain,” he scoffed.
Kacey turned her head finally to gaze at Ross and couldn’t agree with his comment more, or at least his sister-in-law.
“There is nothing more attractive than trying to hoist yourself with dignity out a chair.”
“Or a bath,” Calvin voiced.
He’s back from moping.
“Exactly.” She smiled. She rubbed her pregnant form again.
“Calvin was telling me you lived local many years ago.”
She peered at Ross then at Calvin. Calvin grinned looking subdued and shrugged his shoulder.
“Yes, I did,” she said not wishing to elaborate.
“Where about’s?”
Kacey really did not like where the conversation was going, therefore glared gormless and stroked her hair.
“I use to live in the village, down Dell Lane. I grew up here with Calvin being my best friend. No doubt we might have come across you or at least heard of you. As the village isn’t exactly large.” Ross eyed at her across the table making her uncomfortable.
“Oh, right, I use to live close by,” she said, wondering if to run now. He had no business in knowing anything about her and she certainly wasn’t about to pour her heart out to him. She scratched her forehead, longing for the conversation to move on. She turned her head away fearing Ross; he appeared terribly abrupt and far too nosy for her liking.
Ross looked at her. “How old are you?”
Why what the hell does it matter? It isn’t going to change my bloody circumstances!
“Twenty-six,” she answered coy.
“Ah, right, we are only a few years older than you.”
“Which school did you attend?”
“Why?” she asked scrunching up her nose.
“Curious, with you living close when you were younger, wondered if we all attended the same schools.”
Kacey spun her head to glance at Calvin, noticing him looking bemused as her, fiddling with his fingers.
“I doubt you went to my school.”
“What makes you think that?”
“I didn’t go local,” she said not wanting to tell him she attended an all-girls school and therefore no boys, so no chance she had come across either one of them.
“So where did you go? I mean there aren’t that many schools around here,” he added.
Kacey stared at him. “Does it really matter? I got educated and fucked up…and?” she said irritated.
“I guess not. And you feel you messed up?” Ross asked calmly, clearly her agitation wasn’t fazing him.
She watched him take a sip of his drink while keeping close eye contact with her.
“Yeah, well I didn’t end up here for nothing. I let my parents down and myself.”
“Would I be right in guessing, you did something beyond their wishes?”
“Yes, I let my parents down.”
“I see, and why did you let your parents down?” There was the dreaded question.
“I was young and stupid and got into a difficult situation,” she said, gazing at Calvin really needing him to rescue her.
“Right…I guess it’s your business to explain or not.”
“Yes, it is,” she said sharply.
“Should we order some food?” Calvin said, clearly he felt the atmosphere needed to be shut down instantly.
“Good idea,” Ross said. “And what mistakes did you make?”
“I’m sure she’ll tell us in her own time,” Calvin added turning to glance at Kacey.
Ross gazed at Kacey making bitter. Gosh she hated intrusive people. Calvin stood to go and get the menu. Her guts swirled not needing him to ask any further questions.
“What’s
Calvin glanced at her, appearing maddened and possibly frustrated. He soon spun his head away from her. She remained staring at him, sensing he was sulking.
“When are you due?” Ross asked her.
Kacey heard Ross ask the question, but hated the fact Calvin seemed to be put out, or angry with her.
“Few months.”
“My sister-in-law had a son a few years ago and stressed how lucky us men are not to carry a baby. If the future generations were left to men, there wouldn’t be one, something to do with us unable to handle pain,” he scoffed.
Kacey turned her head finally to gaze at Ross and couldn’t agree with his comment more, or at least his sister-in-law.
“There is nothing more attractive than trying to hoist yourself with dignity out a chair.”
“Or a bath,” Calvin voiced.
He’s back from moping.
“Exactly.” She smiled. She rubbed her pregnant form again.
“Calvin was telling me you lived local many years ago.”
She peered at Ross then at Calvin. Calvin grinned looking subdued and shrugged his shoulder.
“Yes, I did,” she said not wishing to elaborate.
“Where about’s?”
Kacey really did not like where the conversation was going, therefore glared gormless and stroked her hair.
“I use to live in the village, down Dell Lane. I grew up here with Calvin being my best friend. No doubt we might have come across you or at least heard of you. As the village isn’t exactly large.” Ross eyed at her across the table making her uncomfortable.
“Oh, right, I use to live close by,” she said, wondering if to run now. He had no business in knowing anything about her and she certainly wasn’t about to pour her heart out to him. She scratched her forehead, longing for the conversation to move on. She turned her head away fearing Ross; he appeared terribly abrupt and far too nosy for her liking.
Ross looked at her. “How old are you?”
Why what the hell does it matter? It isn’t going to change my bloody circumstances!
“Twenty-six,” she answered coy.
“Ah, right, we are only a few years older than you.”
“Which school did you attend?”
“Why?” she asked scrunching up her nose.
“Curious, with you living close when you were younger, wondered if we all attended the same schools.”
Kacey spun her head to glance at Calvin, noticing him looking bemused as her, fiddling with his fingers.
“I doubt you went to my school.”
“What makes you think that?”
“I didn’t go local,” she said not wanting to tell him she attended an all-girls school and therefore no boys, so no chance she had come across either one of them.
“So where did you go? I mean there aren’t that many schools around here,” he added.
Kacey stared at him. “Does it really matter? I got educated and fucked up…and?” she said irritated.
“I guess not. And you feel you messed up?” Ross asked calmly, clearly her agitation wasn’t fazing him.
She watched him take a sip of his drink while keeping close eye contact with her.
“Yeah, well I didn’t end up here for nothing. I let my parents down and myself.”
“Would I be right in guessing, you did something beyond their wishes?”
“Yes, I let my parents down.”
“I see, and why did you let your parents down?” There was the dreaded question.
“I was young and stupid and got into a difficult situation,” she said, gazing at Calvin really needing him to rescue her.
“Right…I guess it’s your business to explain or not.”
“Yes, it is,” she said sharply.
“Should we order some food?” Calvin said, clearly he felt the atmosphere needed to be shut down instantly.
“Good idea,” Ross said. “And what mistakes did you make?”
“I’m sure she’ll tell us in her own time,” Calvin added turning to glance at Kacey.
Ross gazed at Kacey making bitter. Gosh she hated intrusive people. Calvin stood to go and get the menu. Her guts swirled not needing him to ask any further questions.
“What’s
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