Catch Me

Delilah had spent the morning asleep, recovering from her long journey, waking in the late. She had washed and dressed, and should have headed downstairs already. But instead she had been sitting by the bedroom window for almost an hour, watching everyone who passed...She looked at each man she saw and tried to imagine how she would feel, if this were Jacob...Some looked a little frightening. Some were old, or a little too young, but many seemed as though they could be a twenty-eight year old deputy...Don't get your hopes up, Delilah told herself sternly, as an unreasonably good-looking man walked up the road toward the Moss's place...It's not him...She looked at him again. No, far too handsome...But what if it was him?