The frown that crossed Aislin’s face had seemed to hadn’t gone unnoticed. She had not wanted to acknowledge nor bring attention that something had wrong. Naomi had not wanted to bring attention to herself for sometimes the mask had been more beautiful than what festered within. She had not wanted to voluntarily open that door, therefore continued as if life had been normal. The memories served as a reminder on how free-spirited the feline had been throughout her life. She always transformed and resurfaced like a phoenix that raised from the ashes. Aislin had been a reminder of some of those beautiful and unforgettable times that her mind chose to shut out.
Naomi flashed a small smile as she received the joke, but had not responded to it. Playful banter typically would have been something she leaned into. Instead it had turned into something that fell by the waist side, though the humor had been appreciated. “North America as much catching up too do. Not as free-flowing, but it does have its charm,” she had admitted. Despite the feline’s travels, she found herself returning to the country she was born in. As times had changed so has the states. Canada had been a new adventure, one she had not been positive what the draw had been. “I wonder what has caught Rafe’s interest, especially Canada. How is he?” As memories continued to surface. Ones that made the corner of her lip curl. He had been just as pleasant to be around as Aislin.
Small sips had been taken of the chilled liquor as she listened to her old friend speak. She would have never thought they would settle within one place. Throughout the decades she had always run across them in various locations until communication had dissolved into a large time lapse. “Settling into the nesting life I see,” she said soft with a smile. “How long has the family been here?” More time had passed than she thought. “Interesting, how so? Not enough going on in this city? What is a person with such much life doing these days?” Asking questions had been a way of taking the focus off of herself. In addition, she was curious on what Aislin’s life had been like since their last encounter.
The glass had been lowered to the napkin as there had been a slight pause. The feline had not wanted to answer how she had been which such a common question had caught her off guard. She had shifted in her seat a bit as she gave a pleasant smile that had not met her eyes. “I’m fine. Never thought I would be here myself. Most definitely wasn’t planned nor had any true desire for this to be my end destination. Yet, here I have been for two weeks.” A hand unconsciously had placed over her wrist where the jack hid the burn marks. “I know nothing of this place except for a few areas. Surely you must know some good places around here.”
Naomi flashed a small smile as she received the joke, but had not responded to it. Playful banter typically would have been something she leaned into. Instead it had turned into something that fell by the waist side, though the humor had been appreciated. “North America as much catching up too do. Not as free-flowing, but it does have its charm,” she had admitted. Despite the feline’s travels, she found herself returning to the country she was born in. As times had changed so has the states. Canada had been a new adventure, one she had not been positive what the draw had been. “I wonder what has caught Rafe’s interest, especially Canada. How is he?” As memories continued to surface. Ones that made the corner of her lip curl. He had been just as pleasant to be around as Aislin.
Small sips had been taken of the chilled liquor as she listened to her old friend speak. She would have never thought they would settle within one place. Throughout the decades she had always run across them in various locations until communication had dissolved into a large time lapse. “Settling into the nesting life I see,” she said soft with a smile. “How long has the family been here?” More time had passed than she thought. “Interesting, how so? Not enough going on in this city? What is a person with such much life doing these days?” Asking questions had been a way of taking the focus off of herself. In addition, she was curious on what Aislin’s life had been like since their last encounter.
The glass had been lowered to the napkin as there had been a slight pause. The feline had not wanted to answer how she had been which such a common question had caught her off guard. She had shifted in her seat a bit as she gave a pleasant smile that had not met her eyes. “I’m fine. Never thought I would be here myself. Most definitely wasn’t planned nor had any true desire for this to be my end destination. Yet, here I have been for two weeks.” A hand unconsciously had placed over her wrist where the jack hid the burn marks. “I know nothing of this place except for a few areas. Surely you must know some good places around here.”
