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dearg_amadan) wrote2015-04-23 12:17 pm
dearg_amadan) wrote2015-04-23 12:17 pm
House hunting
The events of the past few weeks had left Jamie uneasy; an uneasiness compounded by his knowledge that these events had happened to many. So much about this place was strange to him, as strange as when Claire had first told him of her own journey through time and of the future. It was not a feeling that he liked, especially not when they had a babe on the way.
At the stables there had been talk about a farmhouse that the owner had seemingly abandoned, along with the animals. Jamie queried the men that he worked with, discovering what he could about the house. It was outside of the city and large enough for a family. But getting to and fro would not be any great task, alleviating one worry. He did not want to alienate his wife, nor leave her without friends nor occupation. But as she grew larger Jamie worried more about his ability to protect her in this place, especially living so stacked upon one another.
He broached the topic with her before making an appointment with the agent, pleased that he had not done so in the other order. Assuming things about Claire oft led to arguments, and in this he wanted her agreement and not simply acquiescence. The house was available, yes, and whilst the rents for it were more than the rooms they lived in now, it was an expense they both thought they could afford. He had told the agent not to worry about the goats and chickens that lived in the yard, as he knew their value and was comforted by the familiar presence of the animals.
“Do you care for it?” He stood between the kitchen and the front rooms, looking down at the worn wood floors. They needed polish but were good floors; solid and handsome. The structure was a strong one, and though he preferred stone to wood, he could find little, if any, fault. “If no’, we can try and find another.”
At the stables there had been talk about a farmhouse that the owner had seemingly abandoned, along with the animals. Jamie queried the men that he worked with, discovering what he could about the house. It was outside of the city and large enough for a family. But getting to and fro would not be any great task, alleviating one worry. He did not want to alienate his wife, nor leave her without friends nor occupation. But as she grew larger Jamie worried more about his ability to protect her in this place, especially living so stacked upon one another.
He broached the topic with her before making an appointment with the agent, pleased that he had not done so in the other order. Assuming things about Claire oft led to arguments, and in this he wanted her agreement and not simply acquiescence. The house was available, yes, and whilst the rents for it were more than the rooms they lived in now, it was an expense they both thought they could afford. He had told the agent not to worry about the goats and chickens that lived in the yard, as he knew their value and was comforted by the familiar presence of the animals.
“Do you care for it?” He stood between the kitchen and the front rooms, looking down at the worn wood floors. They needed polish but were good floors; solid and handsome. The structure was a strong one, and though he preferred stone to wood, he could find little, if any, fault. “If no’, we can try and find another.”