Tosh went to harvest eggs and milk the cow and was followed out by Kimber who was watching him intently. Meanwhile Liandra was working in the garden. Combined with art and gardening, these were her two enjoyments in life. She tried hard to not notice the two lovebirds standing to the side of the chickencoop, but unfortunately with the glass panes in the greenhouse, it was hard not to have a direct line of sight to them. She'd had a mild infatuation with Tosh and she also had the hots for Harm, but she knew that she didn't want to take the chance at getting her heart broken, upon seeing Meg's morose mood for the past few days after finding out that Kimber had already hog-tied Tosh up completely to the point where Meg wouldn't ever have a chance of getting him loose. Nor would he even look at her the way he was looking at Kimber right now.
Men she huffed silently to herself as she picked a watermelon from the plant before her. But she knew that Kimber Benton was a naval aviator and Tosh's equal in the aerial combat arena. They were truly matched as a pair and once they'd shown each other their true feelings, it would take a force of nature to pry them apart. In other words, nothing of this world would ever be able to split up the two of them. She peered up to take another peek at them. Well...they were still staring into each other's eyes.
Men are sooo addicted to a pretty face... Liandra thought to herself, even though she knew that she was being uncharitable as Kimber possesed an incredible intellect as well and a capacity for wanting to study new things that rivalled her own. But she couldn't help being jealous of Kimber having something that she herself wanted; a man who would care for her as much as Tosh cared for Kimber. She rolled her eyes as she couldn't help but look over again as she saw the two of them lock lips.
Liandra let out a frustrated sigh as she saw first one then the other look at each other and grin then scurry back around the corner of the house, presumably to head for the nearest bed or something. Lia seriously at that moment empathized entirely with Meg and how she felt. When would she have a man of her own? It wasn't the fact that a man defined her existence or made her feel complete, it was just the fact that it seemed like everybody was looking for someone that would be the one that actually made her feel special, someone to talk to, someone who would listen to her when she spoke. And she wasn't sure that she could find it in this home.
It just so happened that she was sitting beside him at the dinner table that evening and she casually mentioned that "Yeah, you know...I don't know what's going on with Meg, she seems rather out of sorts."
"Really?" Tosh had replied. "I didn't notice anything. She seemed just like usual to me."
Ugh...men...you guys are so freakin' dense. she bit her lip as she resisted saying that out loud. "I don't know, but she doesn't seem like herself. Usually she's talkative, but she's silent and doesn't say much of anything. YOU wouldn't know anything as to why, would you?"
Tosh shrugged his shoulders. "I have no idea."
Yeah, of course you wouldn't.Lia looked over at him, her eyes shuttered, not letting anything slip out You were too busy ogling Kimber's frontal assets to even notice that Meg was hurting...BECAUSE OF YOU! she thought viciously to herself hoping that her sharp thoughts would penetrate his thick skull and pierce some sense into him.
They ate their meals in silence for a long moment; neither of them saying a word. For a long while the only sounds at the dinner table were utensils against china as each pondered what was said.
"You think I should talk to her and see what's bothering her?" Tosh ventured to ask, as Lia drilled him with a straight stare.
Was he joking? That was probably the last thing he should do. And people wonder why men are in control of much of the country's infrastructure when they can't recognize the subtleties that are needed for certain tasks. Good heavens "No, I don't think that would be a very good idea at this time." Meg certainly needed some time and she certainly wouldn't appreciate the person who caused all that internal pain to ask her what was wrong. That would be a good way of Tosh getting brained with the nearest heavy lethal object. "Let her come out of her shell when she's ready to." Lia advised. Too bad that same advice couldn't help her own situation as her heart twinged sitting beside the person she liked a lot too.
"Okay..." he said softly, his tone confused as to the situation and stymied at the fact that he couldn't do anything about it. What he didn't realize was that not all problems required immediate remedial action. "Well, it was good talking to you...Liandra" he said "I think I'd better head upstairs before Kimber thinks I've gotten lost." He got up out of the chair, cheerily bade her goodnight and headed for the stairs. Liandra uttered a deep sigh, getting up and picking up the dishes to wash.
Of course Tosh didn't think anything more of it as he headed up stairs and got into bed with his beautiful girlfriend, wrapping his arms around her waist and curling up under the covers to sleep spooned together.
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