Day 15
Soft words - Sean/Owen
I don’t know when exactly it happened, but it was quite obvious to me that Owen was indeed smitten with Sang as well. He would have a far away look about him when he was thinking about her, only at times he thought no one was paying attention. To be honest I could see she herself was taken with him as well. The beautiful girl was taken with all of us. I liked the idea that we all could stay together and have a relationship with her. It wouldn’t feel right if any of us left or if our team splintered. He had been right to reach out to the one local team that also had a polyamorous relationship with their single bird. They had insights that we needed.
Owen was distracted, worrying about Sang’s well-being. It seemed to be more of a normal occurrence lately. She’d been through so much in the little time we knew her and yet she was still her bright and happy self. So far through camp Sang was doing what she could but in the moments I caught a glance of her I could see she wasn’t entirely happy. She’d gotten pulled into a group of girls and I knew from her experiences that she really would not be okay to continue with them after camp.
It was the last night of camp, he was proud of what she and the rest of our team did, but there had been something about him that nagged at him. He looked exhausted and just wanting to know what to do to keep Sang with us. When he came into the tent with me after the fireworks I stopped him so we could talk.
“Owen, she won’t choose another group. Family is a choice and I know in my heart she won’t choose anyone else,” I said, trying to bolster his resolve. His gray eyes showed his hesitancy in believing as wholly as I did.
He looked up at me, face still yet eyes stormy, “you know just as well as I do that Miss Sorensen is too kind to say otherwise. Even if she doesn’t want to say yes to staying with the girls she will, just to not disappoint any of us.”
I sat next to him and put an arm around his shoulder. He didn’t really let anyone else get that close to him for comfort and right now my gut told me he needed it more than he’d ever admit.
“She’ll surprise you Owen. Sang is loyal to our team. She’d never leave us of her own volition. Don’t let her see you doubt in this. She already sees the doubt in Kota and the others but Sang loves every last one of us. Sang would do anything to make each and every one of us happy,” I told him and smiled, “that sweet girl knows how unhappy it would make you, me, and the others.”
I squeezed his shoulder and he didn’t respond.
“Take a breath, tomorrow is the last day. She speaks to the council, Kota speaks to them, and she’ll be coming home with us. I know you’re scared. Trust me I am too, but if I know Sang as well as I think she’ll stick with us.”
Owen shrugged my arm off from around his shoulders and stood. He looked at me, then sighed.
“I need a walk, but thank you Sean,” he answered and left me in the tent to myself.
I ran a hand through my hair, hoping that he would see that we wouldn’t lose her. I believed we wouldn’t.
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Just Another World - Sean William Randall , 2022.
Canadian , b. 1965 -
Archival Pigment Print , 40 x 60 in.
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