"What if I can't stop what happens? What if no one can? I'll have to go through this all over again. And... I don't rightly know that I can live through losin' my son twice. I'm not as strong as my Granny." Applejack dropped a hand to stroke over her stomach.
"I'm just scared, Steve. I never saw leadin' this kinda life. I thought that maybe I'd have an arranged thing with one of the other farmers close to Sweet Apple Acres, we'd have kids, cause that's how things were when no one rightly tickled your fancy. I just... I don't know what to do with myself, half the time. Bein' human is weird enough. Livin' like a princess," She lifted her head just a little out of the warm alcove that he'd become, to look at the Stark skyscraper in the distance,"in a tower was never on my list of things to do." Her tears had slowed, her breathing still stuttered every now and then. She'd never really spoke to anyone about her troubles. She simply hid them. And buried them deep down inside.