Assumptions and Apologies Part 4

This is the fourth of a 5-part fan fiction short story based on the characters of author Susan K. Marlow’s Circle C Adventures and Circle C Milestones. This story details the courtship of Chad Carter and Ellianna Coulter. Enjoy!

That Sunday, Ellie didn’t go out to the ranch.  The boarding house was still and dreary.  Ellie graded final exam papers and organized the upcoming Exhibition, but her heart wasn’t in it.  Her argument with Chad weighed heavily on her heart. How would it end?

All week, she washed clothes, cleaned her room, and thought.  Maybe she hadn’t been understanding.  Under all his rough exterior, Chad was kind.  The memory of her harsh words snapped back at her jeeringly.  What a fool she was.  She had done exactly what she had accused him of.  Instead of asking nicely, she had tossed around orders and told him what to do; acted like she knew everything.  No wonder Chad responded the way he did. 

Every evening, Ellie hoped Chad would call on her, she desperately wanted to tell him that she was sorry, but he never did.

The day before the Exhibition came, and Ellie went to clean the schoolroom.  In the quiet room where she had spent nearly the whole fall and winter, Ellie dusted and swept and rearranged blindly.  The lonely week was taking its toll on her nerves.  Finally, she sat down at her desk and buried her face in her hands.  Tears came at last, and she cried bitterly.

Suddenly, a hand rested gently on her shoulder and a worn Stetson hat was placed on the desk.  Ellie looked up, startled.

Chad squeezed her shoulder, a slight smile hovering on his lips.

Ellie leapt up and Chad pulled her into a hug.  She buried her face in his shoulder and sobbed.  “I’m so sorry.”

Chad rested his cheek against her hair and his arms tightened.  “Me too.”  He whispered.

Ellie drew a deep breath, and wiped her eyes.  “I was such a fool, please forgive me.”

Chad brushed a tear off of Ellie’s cheek.  “There’s nothing to forgive, Ellie.  It was my fault.”

Ellie sat wearily down in her chair and Chad perched on the edge of the desk.  He took her hand in his and held it tightly.  “Let’s not ever do that again, Ellie.” She gave a weak smile.  “Sounds good to me.”

Next week, I’ll post the conclusion!

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