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Date Posted: Sun, July 30 2023, 5:42:39
Author: Cait
Subject: QOTD for Sunday, July 30th 3023

I thought I'd take a leaf from our dear Betsy's book and share a quick story before my quote today. I went with the suggested theme of sibling fights, and it suits my life right now *g*. My father's siblings and spouses are all in town this weekend, we've been gathering all the relatives from multiple sides at different events and my brothers have joined at times. It's been interesting, all these different sibling dynamics *G*. Jenny and Jamie remind me a lot of my younger brother and I's relationship (not my youngest brother, he's borderline a saint and I'm pretty sure the universe blessed us with him to keep us other heathens in line), we make each other so mad we've almost killed each other a few times just flying into a rage, no one on Earth can make me as angry as he can but no one else loves me quite so fiercely as well. He's been worried about my health issues recently, just my ears again, another surgery on the horizon and I was very touched when he calls me sounding like a little boy, scared and telling me he's afraid (my mother is super dramatic and scared him talking about my surgery -insert eye roll here-) so I reassured him that I've been through this before to which he gives me such comforts as "yes but you were younger and healthier then". Thanks kid, thanks *G*. I'm not worried, and just told him if I'm not worried he shouldn't worry because that's my job, his is to live his life and be a good husband and father, which he seems to be great at. I'm very proud of him, he's still learning but aren't we all? Have a happy Sunday everyone!


The following quotation is taken from Outlander by Diana Gabaldon. Copyright 1991 All Rights Reserved. Chapter 26, The Laird's Return.

"All right," he said. "But I want to know, Jenny; did ye know when ye went with him that he'd not harm you?"

She was silent for a moment, but her gaze was steady on her brother's face, and at last she shook her head, a slight smile on her lips.

She put out a hand to stop Jamie's protest, and the gull-winged brows rose in a graceful arc of inquiry. "And if your life is a suitable exchange for my honor, tell me why my honor is not a suitable exchange for your life?" The brows drew together in a scowl, the twin of the one adorning her brother's face. "Or are you telling me that I may not love you as much as you love me? Because if ye are, Jamie frazier, I'll tell you right now, it's not true!"

Opening his mouth to reply before she was finished, Jamie was taking suddenly at a loss by this conclusion. He closed his mouth abruptly as his sister pressed her advantage.

"Because I do love ye, for all you're a thick-headed, slack-witted, black brained gomerel. And I'll no have ye dead in the road at my feet just because you're too stubborn to keep your mouth shut for the once in your life!"

Blue eyes glared into blue eyes, shooting sparks in all directions. Swallowing the insults with difficulty, Jamie struggled for a rational reply. He seemed to be making his mind up to something. Finally he squared his shoulders, resigned to it.

"All right, then, I'm sorry," he said. "I was wrong, and I'll beg your pardon."

He and his sister sat staring at each other for a long moment, but whatever pardon he was expecting from her was not forthcoming. She examined him closely, biting her lip, but said nothing. Finally he grew impatient.

"I've said I'm sorry! What more d'ye want of me?" he demanded. "Do ye want me to go on my knees to ye? I'll do it if I must, but tell me!"

She shook her head slowly, lip still caught between her teeth.

"No," she said at last, "I'll not have ye on your knees in your own house. Stand up, though."

Jamie said, and she said the child down on the love seat and crossed the room to stand in front of him.

"Take off your shirt," she ordered.

"I'll not!"

She jerked the shirt tail out of his kilt and reach for the buttons. Short of forcible resistance, clearly he was going to obey or submit to being undressed. Retaining as much dignity as he could he backed away from her, and tight-lipped, remove the disputed garment.

She circled behind him and surveyed his back, her face displaying the same carefully blank expression I had seen Jamie adopt when concealing some strong emotion. She nodded, as though confirming something long suspected.

"Weel, and if you've been a fool, Jamie, it seems you've paid for it." She laid her hand gently on his back, covering the worst of the scars.

"It looks as though it hurt."

"It did."

"Did you cry?"

His fist clenched involuntarily at his sides. "Yes!"

Jenny walked back around to him, pointed chin lifted and slanted eyes wide and bright. "So did I," she said softly. "Everyday since they took ye away."

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[> I hope your ear issues are resolved soon. I've never warmed to Jenny. That she was ready to humiliate Jamie to make a point, never mind grabbing his bullocks, never sat well with me. -- kgp, Mon, July 31 2023, 16:05:54


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[> Good luck with your surgery. Cait. I hope your reunion was wonderful with a lot of love and only a few “Jenny - Jamie’s.” Lol. How wonderful to have such a deep, fierce relationship with your brother. I’m sure this quote was very relatable. Jenny kind of raised Jamie and I think it’s very hard to change family dynamics when that’s how it’s always been. Although American Jenny seems to have mellowed a bit -- Kathy in PA, Tue, August 01 2023, 1:44:51


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