“Just work on this one,” Jaxter said, shifting his gaze to his wife as she approached him. She was walking on tiptoe because the grass was wet from the rain that had soaked the village last night. “Why are you here?” he asked, moving towards her.
“I wanted to tell you something and ... it’s so boring at home,” Hayle replied, reaching out to her husband’s hand to steady herself. Yes, Hayle needed some movement rather than just sitting and sleeping at home.
Jaxter’s face took on a slightly questioning expression. He didn’t need to say it; he was sure Hayle knew what he meant.
“Jacob is coming the day after tomorrow. He has surgery tomorrow, so he can’t come here,” Hayle said, struggling to breathe a little. The combination of increased oxygen needs due to pregnancy and the humid atmospher
