"You know what this reminds me of?" Morana said, taking some of the ash and rubbing it along the length of the wood. "Rueben Miller."
When her sister looked confused, Morana continued. "Rubbing the wood. He was the first boy I did that with."
She laughed at the disgusted look her sister gave her. She'd always shared such stories with her sister--not that she had done much to share. Lisbeth had always been grossed out when Morana talked about boys that way. For awhile she'd just thought that her sister was still in the "eww boys" phase of growing up. Until she'd figured out that it simply wasn't boys that Lisbeth liked.
"So, you been with any cute girls since I left? Maybe you can go ask Frey to find you some hottie. I'm sure she could give you a quest for that."
When her sister looked confused, Morana continued. "Rubbing the wood. He was the first boy I did that with."
She laughed at the disgusted look her sister gave her. She'd always shared such stories with her sister--not that she had done much to share. Lisbeth had always been grossed out when Morana talked about boys that way. For awhile she'd just thought that her sister was still in the "eww boys" phase of growing up. Until she'd figured out that it simply wasn't boys that Lisbeth liked.
"So, you been with any cute girls since I left? Maybe you can go ask Frey to find you some hottie. I'm sure she could give you a quest for that."
