I'll Be There For You

phoebe Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and annoint you It seemed everything she said was falling on deaf ears. If he didn't want to talk about the logisitics of how he would make the farm work then she wouldn't talk about it. "You wouldn't be taking me away from anything. I just need to live closer to town. A midwife's work is whenever and wherever a baby is being born." she said frowning a little. She hated when men used her profession as an excuse to discount her ability to meet the needs men had of women. Keeping house. Cooking meals. Raising a family. She could do all of those things too. "Y'know, Bee...I wouldn'....think any less of ya. If you wanted to leave me be." Her heart stopped for a moment and her stomach dropped. It would be obvious, the way her face fell and shoulders slumped. "Emmett..." she said, her hurt plain in her tone. "How can you say that? I am trying to help you! I'm offering to..." She stopped as her voice hitched and she looked away. "Is that what you want? You don't want me now?" she said, the tone of her voice dead.