Manning Thorsen believes in (othala) wrote in repose,
With everything that was going on in town, Manninghad hung up his ax and saved the firewood for chopping later. While hew as sure he would survive an accidental swing, is one of their daughters, or Iris, happened to be involved -- he wouldn't risk that. There were other things to do that didn't involve the ax currently, and he was, at the moment, tending to the goats. Currently they were frolicking around the yard, leaping off the posts to land on bales of hay, and he launched as he watched them play.
The girls were inside with Iris. Or mostly Iris, and there was a tingle of suspicion at the parts that weren't purely Iris anymore. There was a deep well of contentment at who it might be as he tossed another handful of pellets into the yard for the goats. It was Ris that gave away the truth. Now, even out of her pregnancies, their dog still preferred to follow her around and if he was out here, she was not far behind.
Leaning up against a post, he offered out a hand before his head turned to regard his fiance. "I--" But there was a set to her mouth, and something in her eyes that had him standing straight. "What is it?"