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Date Posted: Wednesday, October 28, 10:33:21pm
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Nikita507
's message, "Writer's Block 79+" on Saturday, October 24, 04:39:10pm
Nikita hated this feeling. She hated being so tired that it hurt to sleep. It was a feeling that she rarely felt and she realized why she rarely felt this way. It was as if most of the energy had been sucked out of her body and she couldn’t think of doing much of anything.
But she wouldn’t change what she had done today. The horses that were free were utterly lost being out in the open. Most seemed to be happy when they were found and none of them bucked or ran away when they were being taken back to the stables. But it had taken a lot of handling to get to that point and it just simply wasn’t easy.
She had gone back to the stables to help with the vet along with the cleaning and feeding of the horses while Michael went to handle the arriving girls. The staff of the camp had pulled together and made things happen and Nikita felt honored to be part of that, even if it wasn’t noticed.
However, her body was not used to this kind of work. Even when she was on the dressage team and trying to make some extra money, the instructor would forbade her doing the kind of manual labor that she had done today. Although she hurt right now, it felt so good to move her entire body in that way.
She got wrenched around pretty good by the one mare that needed to have stitches. The vet needed to close the wound as soon as possible and Nikita did not see the reasoning to wait for a man to arrive. She had the harness very well and the horse just tossed its head in the opposite direction that Nikita thought it would. She didn’t cry out and it didn’t even register at first until the vet was done and mentioned how rough the horse had been with the shot of the antibiotic.
But Nikita had another thing on her mind and that was Michael. While she was doing manual labor that didn’t really require much thinking, she knew that he was dealing with staffing situations. She had heard about the staff that were let go and she did not really want to know what happened with the rest of the staff during dinner. But she knew that work like that could wipe a person out quicker than the work that she had been doing.
“Kita?” Michael called out as he entered the house. Nikita lifted her head off of the couch that she had been leaning on while trying to tell herself to nap in front of the television. She groaned as she sat up, her muscles telling a story that she didn’t want to admit – she had overdone it.
Michael looked at her and knew that she had to be just as tired as he was. But to take her to the bedroom right now and go to sleep would do no good. They both needed to eat and Michael could tell that despite the damp hair on Nikita’s head right now, she had not really soaked her body. “Walter sent food.”
Nikita’s stomach growled as Michael handed a plate over to Nikita and then walked out of the room. In the distance Nikita heard noise and it took some time to realize that Michael was gathering forks and getting them two bottles of water. She sat there holding the plate until Michael arrived by her side. “Are you ok, Kita?”
Michael was taken back by the frozen look that was across Nikita’s face when he returned to the couch. Nikita blinked her eyes and started to move, albeit slowly. “Long day.”
“I agree,” Michael sighed. “You know about the staff at the stables…”
Nikita started to unwrap her plate as did Michael while she nodded her head up and down. “It was needed.”
“Yeah,” Michael speared some of the chicken and ate it quickly. But then he slowed down as he realized just how good it was to eat food.
“I really wanted to cook…” Nikita shook her head from side to side. She had a plan for simple BBQ Chicken Pizza but her body just stopped her.
“You’ve done more than enough,” Michael shook his head as he couldn’t believe what Nikita had said. “We are both tired… and while I’m looking out for you right now… we both have to do what is right for ourselves.”
“Sleep,” Nikita spoke after she swallowed the potatoes that she had started with first. Michael was finding it amazing how quickly the plate was disappearing. He then was stunned as he couldn’t stop himself from yawning.
“You look like you over used your back…. How about a soak in the hot tub first and then bed?” Michael suggested and Nikita leaned her head back and sighed. It sounded perfect.
“You could have gone in earlier. You didn’t need to wait for me,” Michael commented as he would have never been upset if Nikita had done that. It would have been the correct thing for her to do.
“I was afraid I’d fall asleep in there,” Nikita blushed while she finally started to eat the chicken. She moaned with delight. The food was so good and it was just simple baked chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy.
Michael realized how tired Nikita had to be if she was afraid that she would fall asleep in the hot tub. He put his plate down and pulled at the bag that had some rolls. It was at that moment that Michael realized that Walter had not even given them any vegetables at all. It really pointed out how much Walter was worried that they get the food that would sustain them and that he would work on the fruits and vegetables at another time.
“I didn’t want leaves today,” Nikita whispered as she took the roll that Michael was offering to her. He was surprised as Nikita was always eating her vegetables religiously. He turned his head to hide another yawn to only find Nikita yawning when he looked back.
What a pair that they made!
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