It was frustrating to say the least, that he already seemed so defeated about the whole thing. She didn't have any right to be frustrated by it, so she let it simmer below the surface. That he hadn't told her sooner also stung a little, but she could see he wasn't settled on anything which was definitely not what he preferred.

That all flew by the wayside, when he mentioned the woman's name. "Odina Harper?" It had been a little culture shock to see her old friend from school at the zoo last month, but now everything was starting to fall into place. They'd been here a couple months, the boy had looked about five or six. Though Eva wasn't entirely certain on where exactly she would fit into Beau's history, it would more or less line up with the end of the circus, perhaps. The little boy that had been so enthralled with her diricawls, was Beau's son. Oh.

"Small world," She breathed out, not sure if this was good or a complication. "I," Should she? "I went to school with her. I saw her- met the little boy last month." What were the odds?