#hellbentwindow

          SPRING HAS SETTLED ON THE LAND, BEAUTIFUL AND LIVELY.   wind-chill from the north,  billowing through her skirts,  one hand lifted to brush flyaways from her face.   abigail gaze sweeps among the camp, tin cups of coffee in both hands,  towards pearson’s station.  there,  she stands eye-level with sadie,  one held out in greeting.   ❛    take a break with me, would’ya’? nobody ‘round here offers no good conversation. ‘cept you, ‘course.     ❜         /          @hellbentwidow   +    starter call !