Chapter 43: Are You Trying to Propose to Me?
"Uh, what else would I mean?" Leon looked at his outfit. It wasn’t exactly formal, but it wasn’t ugly either. What was wrong with it?
Abigail didn’t reply. She simply pointed at his cuffs and pant legs. Leon followed her gaze and noticed the mud stains there. Not that it surprised him—he was a farmer, after all. It would be stranger if he didn’t have any dirt on him.
Realizing his clothes were indeed a bit sloppy, Leon gave in readily. "Alright, I’ll go change and take a shower while I’m at it. You might have to wait here a bit longer."
"I don’t mind." Abigail nodded, perfectly at ease, and walked right into the house with him. She plopped herself down in a chair like she owned the place.
Leon was speechless. "If you stay here, how am I supposed to change?"
"Is that a problem?" Abigail tilted her head at him in puzzlement.
"I said I’m going to shower too," Leon reminded her.
"But you don’t have a bathroom here," Abigail replied matter-of-factly. "If you’re going to bathe, it’ll be outside. So if I wait in here, I’m not interfering with either your shower or your changing, right?"
Her logic caught Leon off guard. Thinking it over, he realized she was right. He did have to bathe outside, using the hose Robin had left, hooked to the faucet and hung under the eaves.