Ethan wasn't surprised at how quickly he'd begun to make friends and acquaintances; he was surprised how quickly the one had trusted him. In some ways, it unsettled him. If Missy Maeve was so quick to trust a stranger to walk her home at night....something terrible could happen to her. Good thing it had just been him that night and not some pervert.
Walking down the road to the Refuge where he was to begin working that day, Ethan pondered on his new found friendship. Yes, he'd agreed to help Maeve in trade for being fed by her Bru, but he didn't normally offer his handyman services for anything but money. Maeve was adorable, but even that wasn't why he'd taken such a liking to her. It was her innocence and genuine attitude that had caught his attention.
Now standing before the entrance, Ethan stared up to the sky. It looked like it was going to snow. Transferring his toolbox from one had to the other, he soldiered on to find Maeve...or someone who could direct him to her.
Walking down the road to the Refuge where he was to begin working that day, Ethan pondered on his new found friendship. Yes, he'd agreed to help Maeve in trade for being fed by her Bru, but he didn't normally offer his handyman services for anything but money. Maeve was adorable, but even that wasn't why he'd taken such a liking to her. It was her innocence and genuine attitude that had caught his attention.
Now standing before the entrance, Ethan stared up to the sky. It looked like it was going to snow. Transferring his toolbox from one had to the other, he soldiered on to find Maeve...or someone who could direct him to her.