"Aren't we though?" A shotgun wedding to hide an pre-marital pregnancy, fixing up this run down little farm to suit their needs and fill with animals Eva already had put out feelers for. She had a runt of a Scottish Cow named Herald arriving first, with a couple of goats to boot. At least if she couldn't work, she'd still be able to feel like she was doing something worthwhile. Plus having Fergus around when he wasn't in lessons was a huge help. Not to mention her father and Murph checked in frequently.

It was easy to keep it light, but Eva did want to know the root of it. She had an idea of what might be bothering him, but if something was frustrating him, she wanted him to know she was willing to listen, even if it was the same thing she'd already heard. "Well, you can keep slamming fence posts in for Herald, or I can make tea and we can curl up by the fire and you can tell me what's on your mind?" She could take a nap tomorrow, a little lost sleep was worth it for him.