also use to nature, you are no
amateur.” He said in a way that left Sarah hanging and she always
got annoyed when someone does that.
Cautiously, she asked in an even tone “How do
you know I’m no amateur?”
After a moment Connor said with
reverence “You are a rare, natural outdoors person like me.”
Apparently she had a dumbfounded expression on her face because
Connor cracked an eye to elaborated. “While I tracked you, you
stayed away from making any disturbances on the softer ground while
you ran away. You traversed on rocks instead of loose soil, which
hold prints very well in this relatively dry season. You bent the
grass you stepped on instead of crunching them flat unlike most
animals and people. Your clothes and fair skin show you did your
best to keep from branches or thorns for I cannot see even a snag,
fraying of your clothes or even a scratch on your arms. Also the
way you ran proved your strides aren’t normal either. You
apparently run slightly faster than your petite frame should
allow.” “This kid is good, now I’m getting
disturbed at his observations…”
Connor really disturbed Sarah by saying “And your last
great jump ! Now that was
something for the record books. If I didn’t recognize what those
tracks meant, you would have lost me right then and there. How did
you manage to leap over those ferns like that?” “Connor you are too good and my family is as good as
discovered…”
Sarah broke eye contact and had to look
down at her dirty feet while she pulled her hair around to
mindlessly finger brush it until it became a barrier between them.
Even through the barrier she felt exposed and naked to his
observations. It took several minutes before she could find her
voice to make up an answer, all the while Connor waited patiently.
Normal humans have a hard time waiting like him, but if he was an
average person she wouldn’t have been found. It was like he didn’t
have anywhere else to go and that also made her feel strangely warm
in her breast. Protective and secure almost. He remained sitting in
the same spot with those odd hazel eyes focused and directed at
her, once she finally looked up he smiled. She looked closer at his
eyes to find the outer to be sky blue and dark brown before
reaching the black abyss that centered the eye. “How can I answer him without telling him everything
pertaining to our family’s secret? ... I can’t do it, I promised I
would never tell anyone about it until I found my true
mate…”
Connor suddenly stood up, looking into the
sky.
“It’s about to rain any moment. The air
pressure is dropping quickly. It’s dark and we aren’t going to
travel anywhere until daybreak.” Connor said in a voice of
commanding authority. After he said this he pulled something
plastic out of his pocket. “All I could bring with me on such short
notice was this small poncho of my sister’s. Put it on and stay
dry.” He offered it down to her and she realized just how large and
strong his hands were.
Sarah’s reply came quickly. “No, you
put it on Connor. I’m the adult and you need to stay dry.” As she
said this Connor burst into a fit of laughter. “What a good, strong laugh…” She shook her head
quickly to clear it. “Where did that come
from. Why did I just think that?”
“Ms. Sarah.” He still laughed softly. “Just
put it on, I’m more worried about your health. You’re quite frail
next to me and not only that, I’m far too large to fit into under
this little poncho. It is kid’s size compared to me.” He smiled in
reassurance. “Put it on.” And for some reason she felt that same
odd reaction in her body again. For some reason she responded to
him on some strange level she never felt before. Sarah took the
poncho gratefully out of his hands, also feeling very relieved that
he showed up to help when he did. She felt even more relief when he
shot a smile that shook her to her very core. To hide the sudden
heat in her cheeks she