14C sunny.
Not much sleep last night but the sunny morning is welcome.
Picked up 10 copies of "the book" yesterday.
Today I have to do the draw for bowling, it's also donut day so usually a big turnout which sometimes confuses things.
dead-headed all the tulips, daffs yesterday. Should also do the Rhodos I guess.

You’re a squatter and not only is this shack mine but so is this whole island!”

Bob stopped and then replied in an even tone, “You’re nuts girl. I’ve been living here for months and you’re trespassing.”

“ I don’t care how long you’ve been living, er squatting here. This place is mine and you, bucko are the trespasser!”

They stared at each other for a few moments. Bob realized that she was older than he first thought and he couldn’t help but think, ‘she’s damn pretty.’

Bob was the first to speak again, “Look, I’m tired, I’m dirty and I’m covered in blood and I need to hang this side of deer. Can we put this aside for a little while so’s I can get this thing hung and get cleaned up a bit?”

Alicia stared for a moment longer then nodded “Go ahead I just started a fire I’ll put some water on to heat.” She had no sooner said the words than she mentally kicked herself. ‘Don’t be stupid, girl. Don’t go soft.’

However she turned and as he picked up the side of deer once more she turned and poured some water from a bucket into the old enamel basin sitting on a wooden apple box. She put it on the stove and then put more wood on the fire.

She picked up her gaff again and leaned it against the foot of the bed, then sat next to it.

A moment later Bob stepped through the doorway. “I should skin that thing out first.” He said half aloud.

Without thinking Alicia said, “You clean up I’ll do that.”

“You? You’ll …” Bob stopped and shrugged. “Go ahead if you think you can.”

Alicia jumped to her feet and slipped past and out the door taking her knife from its case as she went.

She had hunted all her teenage years and the years she had spent as a wildlife technician had often required she dress out game.

She had the hide off and rolled into a bundle by the time the water had warmed and Bob had washed. When she went around to the door he was standing with his back to her, stripped to the waist. Looking at his body she realized that he was younger than what she had thought thanks to the abundance of whiskers and hair.