Sailing lessons was so ... mediocre, so boring. Love was worth a great many things, she supposed, but not turning his back on his passion. Not leaving his crew without work for six months of the year. Not leaving her without a safe harbor when things became tricky.
Like now.
"You're going to give sailing lessons." Jo repeated, her disbelief evident. "To who? Airheaded debutantes? Bored socialites? That's worth it to you?" It really wasn't any of her business and if she wasn't so caught up in her own nonsense she wouldn't have been so hostile, but really. Uprooting his entire life was just ridiculous, especially when he was still perfectly capable of continuing as was.
She frowned and tried to locate the bowl of floo powder, no longer caring if she was being discreet or not. Answering his question was a nonstarter, for how could she when she knew all he'd do was berate her her choices.
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Like now.
"You're going to give sailing lessons." Jo repeated, her disbelief evident. "To who? Airheaded debutantes? Bored socialites? That's worth it to you?" It really wasn't any of her business and if she wasn't so caught up in her own nonsense she wouldn't have been so hostile, but really. Uprooting his entire life was just ridiculous, especially when he was still perfectly capable of continuing as was.
She frowned and tried to locate the bowl of floo powder, no longer caring if she was being discreet or not. Answering his question was a nonstarter, for how could she when she knew all he'd do was berate her her choices.