Alex and Kassie go north of the homestead to meet the offworlders in that area the and tell them about the project that Farmer Sal has devised…
Dinner that evening was not as chatty as had been. Both Alex and Kassie were still stewing from their earlier encounter and their dialogue was strained. The Venerable chose wisely not to inquire. Farmer Sal broached the subject he had discussed earlier with Alex.
Alex took this opportunity to interject “Tomorrow morning, as part of our training regimen, Kassie and I will ride north to survey the land and see how to best put this project into operation.”
“And who said I would go with you?” snapped Kassie.
Alex reels from Kassie’s rebuff…!!!
Farmer Sal asks Alex for help on a new project…
Alex was still reeling from Kassie’s last biting remarks. Her derision. She called him a clown. The background music in his head changed to “No, Pagliaccio Non Son” (No, I Am Not A Clown) from Leon Cavallo’s tragic opera, “I Pagliacci”. He felt the anguish and fury expressed in that aria. The anger that rose up in his soul filled him with venom. How could she so cruelly trample his heart?
He silently cursed the faiths that put him in this situation. Here he was thrust into a hopeless situation, made to fall in desperate love with such a divine creature, and yet she may as well have been on a totally different world as far as she was concerned. Alex also realized that there was no way really that he would ever change her mind, and if that’s what her feelings were, well, that’s the roll of the dice!
“Wow! What’s that face?” inquired Farmer Sal as he approached Alex from the garden area.
“It’s Kassie. I told her how I felt about her, and she nailed the coffin shut.”