A Silent Promise
Nothing was said, but no words were needed to know what was left unspoken. Two hands were slowly laced together as each one trembled all over with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. One was pulled hesitantly toward the other as everything around the two ceased to exist and all else was unimportant. Two bodies pressed so close their chests touched, fitting together perfectly and both could feel the other’s beating heart. Lips briefly touched, brushing ever so slightly, and the two pulled apart. One smiled; the other mimicked, and they tightly embraced each other in a silent promise to never let go.
The sun was rising above the window. Light poured heavily into the large room. The dark, plain wooden walls now shown with brilliance. Birds over head began to chirp with the energy, and life of a new spring day. Two eyelids squinted shut against the luminous intruder but gave up after a few seconds. A body rolled over, and placed an arm around another being, still fast asleep. This one could sleep through anything, even a hurricane. Almond shaped hazel eyes opened and looked upon their partner. A hand brushed the soft, pale skin, both eyes full of everlasting love. A smile swept itself immediately onto a tanned face, and a feeling of contentment, of true happiness, and affection was brought in its wake. The hand’s touch was moved, as the one it lied upon made a ninety degree revolution. Bright blue eyes shown beautifully against the yellow light the sun portrayed. They blinked and a small, fatigued smile slowly.
,”Good morning.” The words came out softly and faded into the silence.
The greeting was met with a kiss just as soft. Fingers pushed through silky black hair, fingers of a hand rough and worn through a life of work, and hardships. The tired smile grew, and warmed. The body of this smile awoke fully, and its hand caressed its partner’s face.
Out of the blue sky, the couple was interrupted by a snow white owl bursting threw the open window after a night’s hunt and a message carried in its beak. When the owl was relieved of its burden, it flew to another room. Its room to perch, sleep, and drink clean water.
The younger woman, who had taken the parcel, opened it and began to read the words written. Her newfound partner, leaned over her should and asked,” Who is it from?”
,”It’s from my uncle, Brian. He has lost his farm and needs my aid. Here, read it.” Kathlyn answered, as she handed Angelina.
Angelina took it and her eyes ran across the words.
‘Dear Kathlyn,
Due to unfortunate events, and the bills of the medication I need, I have lost my home. I request you try to come as soon as you can, and take over my farm, if you want to. I do not wish it to fall into hands I do not know. This farm has always been in our family and I do not wish to break the tradition held up by so many generations. Even if you do not wish to take the farm, I still wish to see you.
Sincerely, your uncle, Brian’
Due to unfortunate events, and the bills of the medication I need, I have lost my home. I request you try to come as soon as you can, and take over my farm, if you want to. I do not wish it to fall into hands I do not know. This farm has always been in our family and I do not wish to break the tradition held up by so many generations. Even if you do not wish to take the farm, I still wish to see you.
Sincerely, your uncle, Brian’
,”You do plan to go, don’t you?” Angelina inquired, still gazing at the short letter.
,”Of course,” Kathlyn told her, as she got out of bed to search for clothing to wear.
The thin blanket made merely of cloth with no inside no longer covering her, she was completely naked. Her curves swayed in tune with her hips, the movement passed upwards by her slow stride. Angelina’s eyes followed Kathlyn, moving over every part of her pale, supple and still innocent body.
Kathlyn pulled on trousers and a t-shirt, both of which males normally wore during this time, but in this city, it didn’t matter. Everyone was open and honest.
Having taken, Kathlyn’s lead, Angelina got up as well, and placed her arms around Kathlyn’s abdomen, with her head on Kathlyn’s shoulder,” You’re going today?”
,”Yes,” Kathlyn turned around,” And if you want, I want you to come with me.”
,”Sure, I will.” Angelina agreed,” I’ll go home soon, and pack my things. How long will we be gone?”
,”I don’t just want to visit him. I want to take care of him, and take over his farm. You don’t have to come live there with me of course, if you do-.”
Angelina cut her off,” Yes, I do want to live with you, even if it means we have to move away from here. There’s nothing tying me here. I want to be with you, so I will. If you’ll have me.”
,”Didn’t I already tell you? You’re mine now.” Kathlyn kissed her.
The lovers smiled at each other,” Come, we’ll pack your things first, go to my home, pack my things, and sell our homes.” Her smile broadened,” And move in together.”
The day was spent packing everything the women wanted to take with them, along with an hour at the bank, selling their property, and giving/throwing away things they didn’t want to take, or couldn’t. That very evening, Kathlyn and Angelina bought tickets for the earliest train, and were the first the board it. Both of them slept all the way to Barton Village.Each time the train stopped, Kathlyn awoke slightly, and fell back to sleep almost instantly. Finally the last time, she regained consciousness unwillingly, she heard the conductor call out, “All off for Barton Village!” over the loud speaker. Kathlyn woke up Angelina, and they gathered their things, and left the train. Off the steps, a man helped them, holding the tips of their fingers, with a friendly grin. He tipped his hat to both of them, in the utmost respect, but gave Kathlyn a strange look. Apparently he hadn’t seen a woman dressed in men’s attire. The strange look disappeared for Angelina, as she wore a dress of neutral color which accented her eyes very well. Most of the women in this town were dressed as she, but Kathlyn was not self-conscious at all.
She walked with her head up high, and her shoulders back, carrying her things with dignity and pride, pride given to be who she was. All the way to her uncle’s house, Kathlyn’s powerful stride did not waver even in the slightest. She looked upon people who watched her walk, with innocent curiosity, and a friendly face. Angelina strode down the dirt path in just the same way. There was no need to hide who she was and neither of them was about to, for anyone.
