@puncook said: ‘ what’s the deal with you two? ‘ to REBECCA!
sitting at the kitchen table, morning light streaming through, but becs is still half-asleep. (luckily, both flora and miles are both still sleeping, themselves, and she does not have to try to wrangle them without this first cup of tea. but she does, it seems, have to wrangle this question. the only sign of any discomfiture comes with an extra little clatter of the spoon against her cup, the flutter of a blink.
the truth is that she knows exactly what he means - - of course she does. she knows that none of them are blind, all of them can see the way she and peter look at each other, can feel the way the air changes when the two of them are together in a room.
“i don’t ask you about hannah, owen,” she says, and though it’s spoken gently there’s still a reprimand there, somewhere. too long she’s spent with other people prying into what should only be her affair, she doesn’t want to let that start happening here. “besides, it’s much too early for such things. will you pass me the marmalade, please?”
A MEME I THOUGHT I REBLOGGED BUT DELETED INSTEAD