worry more. And the more he worries, the more he will want to be with me .
“Okay,” said Presley. “I would love to see your town,” she smiled back.
Unbeknownst to Presley, Sarah was watching their whole conversation from afar.
Sarah and Jesse had dated many years before and he had broken off their relationship. Sarah had never gotten over Jesse. She always had thought they would get back together and she tried everything she could to make sure that it would happen. Sarah was tall, with long blond hair and a fair complexion. She was beautiful—on the outside, anyway. Seeing him with Presley made Sarah green with envy and quite jealous of the new girl in town.
Sarah walked over to Presley and Jesse, smiled as big as she could and batted her baby blue eyes as she sweetly asked, “Well, well, Jesse, who is this?”
“Sarah, this is Presley. Presley, this is Sarah,” he said, quickly looking down as he spoke.
“Oh yeah, Paulette mentioned something about you earlier. You and Jesse came here around the same time, right? Did you know each other before you came here?” Presley felt heavy tension between them.
“Yeah, you could say that,” Sarah answered, glaring at Presley.
After a silent pause, Presley held out her hand, “Well, it’s nice to meet you.”
Sarah glanced down at Presley’s hand and snarled, “Nice to meet you too,” she spoke with a hint of resentment.
Jesse became noticeably uncomfortable and began to squirm. He blurted, “We’d better go.” Pulling Presley close to him, they walked way. Sarah stared angrily after them as they left. She was very manipulative and immediately started to plot against Presley. Paulette was sitting on her front porch, and Sarah went over to find out more about Presley.
“So, what’s the new girl’s story?” pressed Sarah. Sarah tried to be pleasant, but Paulette heard the agitation in her tone.
“Who? Presley?” asked Paulette, as she watched Jesse and Presley walking down the road.
“Yes, Presley! Who else would I be talking about?” snapped Sarah.
“Jealous?” Paulette smirked.
“Jealous! Over her? Never. Why would I be jealous over her?” Sarah sneered.
“Oh, I don’t know. Looks like Jesse has taken a liking to her pretty well,” Paulette teased.
“Jesse is just showing her around. He’s a gentleman. That’s what he does. It doesn’t mean anything,” said Sarah in a desperate tone.
“I can tell you this much,” Paulette looked around to make sure nobody else was listening. Leaning toward Sarah, she quietly said, “I have never seen him look at a girl the way he looks at Presley. I, for one, have never believed in love at first sight. But after watching those two for the last two days, I do believe that I’ve changed my mind!”
Sarah frowned at Paulette and let out a huff as she stormed away. Paulette laughed.
≈≈≈≈≈
For someone who struggled with trust and affection, Presley was growing increasingly fond of Jesse. Jesse held Presley’s hand tightly as he led her through the streets of the town. The chemistry between them was undeniable. Presley noticed that her heart was racing and she found it hard to concentrate on what he was saying. The town reminded her of movies she had seen that took place back in the 1800s. She watched as horses and carriages went by. Jesse greeted the people as they passed.
“Everyone has a job here depending on their trade.” He pointed to a store on the right. “That’s Victor’s shop over there. He makes shoes and he also sharpens knives. And over here next to Victor’s is Marian’s shop. She washes everyone’s clothes. She has many girls who help her.” He pointed a few stores down. “Oh, and over there is the General Store. That’s where we get our salt and flour. It’s run by Darlene and-”
Presley interrupted, “How many people actually live here?”
“Two hundred and thirteen—well two-hundred and fourteen, if we were to count you,” he
“Okay,” said Presley. “I would love to see your town,” she smiled back.
Unbeknownst to Presley, Sarah was watching their whole conversation from afar.
Sarah and Jesse had dated many years before and he had broken off their relationship. Sarah had never gotten over Jesse. She always had thought they would get back together and she tried everything she could to make sure that it would happen. Sarah was tall, with long blond hair and a fair complexion. She was beautiful—on the outside, anyway. Seeing him with Presley made Sarah green with envy and quite jealous of the new girl in town.
Sarah walked over to Presley and Jesse, smiled as big as she could and batted her baby blue eyes as she sweetly asked, “Well, well, Jesse, who is this?”
“Sarah, this is Presley. Presley, this is Sarah,” he said, quickly looking down as he spoke.
“Oh yeah, Paulette mentioned something about you earlier. You and Jesse came here around the same time, right? Did you know each other before you came here?” Presley felt heavy tension between them.
“Yeah, you could say that,” Sarah answered, glaring at Presley.
After a silent pause, Presley held out her hand, “Well, it’s nice to meet you.”
Sarah glanced down at Presley’s hand and snarled, “Nice to meet you too,” she spoke with a hint of resentment.
Jesse became noticeably uncomfortable and began to squirm. He blurted, “We’d better go.” Pulling Presley close to him, they walked way. Sarah stared angrily after them as they left. She was very manipulative and immediately started to plot against Presley. Paulette was sitting on her front porch, and Sarah went over to find out more about Presley.
“So, what’s the new girl’s story?” pressed Sarah. Sarah tried to be pleasant, but Paulette heard the agitation in her tone.
“Who? Presley?” asked Paulette, as she watched Jesse and Presley walking down the road.
“Yes, Presley! Who else would I be talking about?” snapped Sarah.
“Jealous?” Paulette smirked.
“Jealous! Over her? Never. Why would I be jealous over her?” Sarah sneered.
“Oh, I don’t know. Looks like Jesse has taken a liking to her pretty well,” Paulette teased.
“Jesse is just showing her around. He’s a gentleman. That’s what he does. It doesn’t mean anything,” said Sarah in a desperate tone.
“I can tell you this much,” Paulette looked around to make sure nobody else was listening. Leaning toward Sarah, she quietly said, “I have never seen him look at a girl the way he looks at Presley. I, for one, have never believed in love at first sight. But after watching those two for the last two days, I do believe that I’ve changed my mind!”
Sarah frowned at Paulette and let out a huff as she stormed away. Paulette laughed.
≈≈≈≈≈
For someone who struggled with trust and affection, Presley was growing increasingly fond of Jesse. Jesse held Presley’s hand tightly as he led her through the streets of the town. The chemistry between them was undeniable. Presley noticed that her heart was racing and she found it hard to concentrate on what he was saying. The town reminded her of movies she had seen that took place back in the 1800s. She watched as horses and carriages went by. Jesse greeted the people as they passed.
“Everyone has a job here depending on their trade.” He pointed to a store on the right. “That’s Victor’s shop over there. He makes shoes and he also sharpens knives. And over here next to Victor’s is Marian’s shop. She washes everyone’s clothes. She has many girls who help her.” He pointed a few stores down. “Oh, and over there is the General Store. That’s where we get our salt and flour. It’s run by Darlene and-”
Presley interrupted, “How many people actually live here?”
“Two hundred and thirteen—well two-hundred and fourteen, if we were to count you,” he
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