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dwgmOK, this is the last one, I swear, sequelish to Fooled from a couple days ago, with thanks, again, to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hereswith for beta reading and suggestions.
~ Dear Fool ~
Young Jamie stood before his mother, cheeks streaked and flushed, tousled head bowed humbly. “I’m s-sorry, Mum. I won’t do it again. I promise!” His lower lip trembled, and he peered up between his lashes, pleadingly.
Elizabeth, predictably, melted. “Oh, come here, you naughty thing,” she said, her own voice breaking, and gathered her son against her.
Jack smiled crookedly and slipped from the room.
Teague followed Jack out, and fell into step beside him. “He’s a rascal!”
“Aye,” Jack agreed. “He’ll think twice next time, though, I reckon.”
“Hmm. Likely so. He’s bright enough. Quick study, too. Tears were a nice touch. Raw onion?”
Jack halted and turned, warily. “You’re not bloody going to tell her?”
Teague lifted his brows. “Jackie! You wound me!”
“Well… all right, then.”
“Doubt if I’ll have to.” Teague grinned at Jack’s expression, then took his arm. “Come along, son. Let’s get a drink."
~.~
hereswith for beta reading and suggestions.~ Dear Fool ~
Young Jamie stood before his mother, cheeks streaked and flushed, tousled head bowed humbly. “I’m s-sorry, Mum. I won’t do it again. I promise!” His lower lip trembled, and he peered up between his lashes, pleadingly.
Elizabeth, predictably, melted. “Oh, come here, you naughty thing,” she said, her own voice breaking, and gathered her son against her.
Jack smiled crookedly and slipped from the room.
Teague followed Jack out, and fell into step beside him. “He’s a rascal!”
“Aye,” Jack agreed. “He’ll think twice next time, though, I reckon.”
“Hmm. Likely so. He’s bright enough. Quick study, too. Tears were a nice touch. Raw onion?”
Jack halted and turned, warily. “You’re not bloody going to tell her?”
Teague lifted his brows. “Jackie! You wound me!”
“Well… all right, then.”
“Doubt if I’ll have to.” Teague grinned at Jack’s expression, then took his arm. “Come along, son. Let’s get a drink."
~.~
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Date: 2008-04-10 03:10 pm (UTC)