There were around forty in the group, all between the ages of twelve and fifteen. The two-mile hike was expected to be a type of meditation walk. Every turn was unique, wildlife everywhere, some views darned spectacular. Of course, there’d been no sign of wildlife from the first footfall. Girls that age only spoke in shrieks, and likely never saw any of the views because they were too busy chattering nonstop with each other. Or complaining. He figured this was penance. For falling in love with the wrong woman. For not being able to stop thinking about her. For worrying that she’d told him—in a zillion ways—that she was content being alone, not looking for a relationship. She seemed to have no happy memories of family—outside of Petie—so he could understand why she had no reason to be excited about joining into a nuclear blending family like his own. Asking for more after all the things she’d said…well, it was like volunteering for heartache.
What do You think about Little Matchmakers (2012)?
