“Grin and bear it. Grin and bear it,” Nathaniel muttered as he walked through the town center. People were less than discreetly pointing and whispering behind their hands.
Rose giggled to herself as skipped along next to her brother. “Nate’s got Daddy’s temper,” she sing-songed under her breath.
“Doesn’t it bother you, Ro? That’s River they’re all whispering about, you know. That’s our sister.” Nathaniel countered.
Rose slipped her hand into Nathaniel’s, watching as his face grew red with another old woman muttering ‘traitor’ and ‘their sister’ in the same sentence. “I know. But, I also know that River is more than capable of taking care of herself. I’d bet River would thank you to remember that, too.”
Nathaniel let out a slow breath and gave Rose’s hand a little squeeze. “I guess you’re right.”
“I know. I got Momma’s smarts.” Rose grinned.