Eleanor Tatum

Wrapping up chapter two, Catherine convinces Trevor that evil surrounds them both. Yet, the sunsets are still beautiful in their Carolina swamp.

Shaking her head violently, she tried again to convince him of the truth. She needed him to believe the meanness which she had heard. The hunters were loud and out of sight, but likely to reappear, and bring the rest back with them.

“Quickly, get behind that tree and stay terribly still,” Trevor pushed her back into the underbrush and she froze under his choosen barricade, just as a few came into view.

“Ah, there you are, Coffman. We heard the shot. Did you get that bear? Where is it?” An excited George grabbed his arm.

Trevor smiled at George’s eagerness, but addressed all of the hunters. “No, gentlemen, no such luck for me. Although, Cranfield thought there was one. He and a few others followed what they thought were the signs of the bear’s quick retreat down that northerly path over there.”

“Well, then, off we go, gentlemen,” George started the march down the trail. “Keep up, Coffman.”

“I’ll be right with you. Nature calls, I’m afraid.”

One of the older hunters started laughing. “Relish those calls from Mother Nature, son. I wish she would call me more often. Now, shake off that extra bit of British piss and help us find that monster.” As he walked away, he added, “I surely hope Cranfield didn’t wound it. He’ll be a terror to catch, but easier to track.”

Catherine waited for an extra moment after she heard Trevor’s cough as a signal. “Miss Randolph?” She took in more oxygen as she crawled out of her safe haven and stood. A warm whisper startled her exhale. “I’ll see you at sunset?” He softly brushed a few grains of sand from her face and placed a sweet kiss on her cleaner cheek and then he was gone.

She watched him go, and then gently rested her hand on her face and tried to retain the sweetness.

Egad and Enough! (until later)