He was walking blindly paying no attention to anything, just needing to get away from the pain of Victoria’s words. Why had he told her he would do whatever she wanted? He knew she didn’t want the same thing he wanted. He should have stepped back and kept hope for another day. Instead he had the same as bared his chest and invited her to rip out his heart.She wasn’t cruel. She hadn’t enjoyed hurting him. She’d looked as unhappy as he was feeling. It was his fault. He messed things up by pushing her too fast.He was fooled by how well things started out between them at the pond, in spite of his misgivings when Graham Lindell told him he should go fishing there Saturday afternoon. The man hadn’t mentioned Victoria, but some things didn’t have to be said out loud. Everybody in Rosey Corner knew Victoria was at Graham’s pond whenever she had time off from the store.When he told Graham he hadn’t been fishing for years, Graham said it didn’t matter whether a man was practiced at fishing or not.
