Percy had fully intended to speak with Maggie after his talk with Miss Jennings the other day, however, after Miss Jennings abrupt departure Percy had found he couldn't make his feet move to Maggie's home. He'd needed time to think things over. Not to mention that Maggie's silence told him she needed his space. But now her silence, her space, well it was worrying Percy.

However much he had tried to keep Miss Jennings and their conversation from his mind, however, as he distracted himself from Maggie's silence over the course of the next few days, he could not help but keep coming back to it. The hope he had seen in her eyes, the laughter and curiosity she normally shared with him when they met. It was a friendship, nothing more. Yet Percy knew, and could not admit it to himself, that had Maggie not come back into his life, he would had a different response for Miss Jennings.

When work concluded for the day Percy knew he could not handle Maggie's silence any longer. He could not respect the space it indicated she needed. So he apperated to Irvingly and walked down the path he had used so many times in the past few months. A sense of worry tugging on his stomach with each step. Why did it feel as if he were walking to propose to her all over again? Finally reaching the door he knocked on it waiting for Maggie to open the door.

Margaret Goyle