DIFFERENT WORLDS

C.C.

~CHAPTER 2~

Stephen had come to her room after dinner that night and knocked.

“Louise darling, let me in” he whispered close to the door.

Louise was already dressed for bed and didn’t want to let him in. He had made advances on her lately, and she was not about to let them go further. A real lady would never sleep with a man until after marriage, she knew Stephen was frustrated but she also knew that she
had never done anything to lead him on.

“It’s late Stephen, I’m dressed in my night clothes, I’ll see you tomorrow” she spoke tiredly.

“Come on Louise, we’ll be married soon, why not?” he whined.

“Stephen,” she became more stern, “We’ve already discussed this several times, now go to bed, I will see you in the morning.” She left the door and walked to the window. Again her mind wandering to the freedom she longed for.

Having stood by the window for sometime she headed toward the bed. Looking at it she shuddered.

It wouldn’t be long before she was sharing a bed with Stephen, she knew she was supposed to be happy, but the thought of it made her ill.

She didn’t understand sex, she thought she loved Stephen, but in her mind she couldn’t begin to imagine having sex with him, or any other man for that matter.

She pushed all of the troublesome thoughts from her mind and was surprised that the image she saw with the stress cleared from her mind was that of the blue-eyed express rider named Kid.

Kid had returned to the station with Jimmy. They both ended up laughing over the snobby family they had met earlier.

“Easterner’s think they’re so much better than anybody else” Jimmy remarked. “Wish they just stay the hell home!”

Kid had to agree with this last comment. The West was no where for a family like the Richardson’s. Probably couldn’t hold a gun much less shoot one, he thought wryly.

Glad however, to finally have that girl off his mind, he’d never have anything to do with a snob.

Louise awoke the next morning feeling a little spunky. “I think I just might buy one of those plain skirts today, I’m tired of all these frills” she told her image in the mirror.

After breakfast she visited a dress shop and found the plainest skirt and blouse she could find. She was pleased and anxious to wear her new outfit.

Exiting her hotel room she ran into Stephen. “What the hell is that Louise” he grimaced as het noticed her attire.

Obviously hurt, Louise sighed and smoothed her skirt. “Stephen, no one else around her dresses like I do, I feel.... well.. I feel so out of place, just humor me darling” and she leaned up to kiss his cheek.

Softened by her attitude he agreed. “Well alright, just don’t make it a habit, are you coming to lunch?” She nodded her head and followed him to the dining room.

The next day Stephen and his father were to begin the task of opening the new bank and Louise knew this would give her some free time. But Mrs. Richardson had plans for her, ladies tea and social committee at the church. Louise sighed, maybe tomorrow.