12-25-2021, 04:56 PM
Bert felt and saw Delilah pull away. He didn't want her to go, not on his account. For his was a lonely beat.
"Delilah..!" his tone was scared that she might run. "Please don't turn away!"
He didn't want to chase another woman away. He wanted to hold her, kiss her even, and who knows, eventually make her an honest woman again. For the first time, Bert felt some measure of kinship with those poor souls he had shackled as they cried or fought with in the street after a woman. Each desiring some measure of love fuelled by desperation and drink.
"Delilah..!" his tone was scared that she might run. "Please don't turn away!"
He didn't want to chase another woman away. He wanted to hold her, kiss her even, and who knows, eventually make her an honest woman again. For the first time, Bert felt some measure of kinship with those poor souls he had shackled as they cried or fought with in the street after a woman. Each desiring some measure of love fuelled by desperation and drink.
When constabulary duty's to be done...