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Or was it the baby…? If there was one. The pamphlets had said mood swings, and she was certainly going through some. Jack stood there, awkwardly, before walking up to her and took her hand into his. “I, I know a few other stalls so—”
“Jack!” he yelped as arms suddenly wrapped around him from behind, and he turned to find Sally there. “You weren’t trying to go to one of our competitors, were you?” she asked, hands now settled on the taller man’s shoulders.
“S-Sally I told you… I don’t do that… y-you can let me go now.”
Hugging him? Oh that knot in her stomach twisted even more violently as she stood there shaking. Don’t break down…Oh god.. She didn’t know what to do, standing there awkwardly herself, her hand slipping from Jack’s. She felt like running but that’s all she ever did was run from her problems.
No, she decided to stay where she was. She wanted to see for herself what was going on, even if it hurt her.
“Um..h-hello…we were just..buying vegetables. Can we have some so we can return home…please..?”
Jack slipped away from Sally, an awkward smile on his face. “Y-yeah Sally. Just some to last today and tomorrow.”
“Fine, fine.” Sally said with a grin as she led them to her stall. There were many fruits and vegetables on display. “What do you feel like?”
“I-I’d like a few apples please. I’m going to make a pie.” Jack said as he looked over the apples. “J-just enough.”
“Ohh, domesticated are we?” Sally smiled as she packed a few into a bag. She glanced at Katelynn. “You taught him?”