Jareth Pov
I felt awkward and stupid as I paced in the barn. What was the point of that? Those things I said. I should have simply just told her I’m sorry and left it at that. She probably thinks I’m strange now. I told her I’ve noticed her even back then…she probably thinks I’m a stalker. I should probably burn the drawings of her. They’d probably freak her out if she ever saw them. I was right when I told her I was the coward, not her. Watching her from a distance most of my life and never worked up the nerve to say anything to her, or even ask her what her name was. I never even purchased anything from her stall because I was too scared to talk to her even for a moment. I was the coward…not her.
I sat down on the stool she had left out and patted the cow. The cow mooed painfu
