Chapter 282: Christian

Have you any money? ~Inigo

I have a little. ~Fezzik the Giant

I just hope it's enough money to buy a miracle. ~Inigo

In The Princess Bride

Christian yawned so hard, his jaw cracked as he pulled on his sleep t-shirt. It was only 9:45 at night, but like an old man, he was already heading for bed.

He'd always been an early bird, but even still, it was hard to want to get up at four in the morning to cut hay. Thank God he wasn't allergic to hay like he was cats.

Cats...

He scratched absentmindedly at his forearm, where he'd had that terrible allergic reaction after stupidly petting Carla's cat. She'd mentioned her cats a couple of times since then on their dates, and he knew how much they meant to her.

How could he tell her that he couldn't breathe around them? To break her heart like that...He hadn't meant to keep it a secret from her; he just hadn't found a good time to slip it into the conversation.

Yet. He would soon, though. It was only fair.