the Queen And A Hartboy

a new beginning

Bret's*pov*

As I walked downstairs I had to mentally thank Charlotte for redirecting my attention from Lydia because I was so close to blowing a fuse and sat down on the floor with my niece Natalya playing with her dolls dressing them up like my and my brother's.

Natalya: nooo uncle Bret you forgot the sunglasses on her

Bret: so I did Nattie oops* chuckles and helps her put the sunglasses on the doll*

Charlotte:* smiles and watches them*

Stu: he's such a father figure when he does that stuff with her

Charlotte: what are you saying Stu?

Stu: I'd rather you have his kids over Lydia although either way I'm stuck with Lydia thanks to Owen

Owen:* shrugs*

Bret:* gets up and walks outside lighting a cigarette and signs* man oh man

Charlotte:* walks outside and starts fixing the swing bench blankets and pillows*

Bret:* sits down on the steps* char thank you for not letting me blow up in there

Charlotte: it's what I'm good at and besides I owe you for kinda opening my eyes on how my father was treating me

Bret: it's the least we can do char you deserved better and besides I couldn't just let my favorite person be treated like trash

Charlotte: why me of all people Bret the hitman Hart did you choose a woman like me who doesn't know anything at all about farming or horseback riding who grew up a poor beaten broken girl that fought for to survive with nothing your the king Bret you could have anyone famous

Bret: because I know about the rough living and honestly I can help you get used to the farm life that also reminds me that I do have to go check the cattle darn it

Charlotte:* signs* your not going anywhere drunk Owen

Owen:* walks outside* yes char

Charlotte: can you do me a favor

Owen: I guess

Charlotte: can you and Lydia take a ride and check on the cattle for me and bret

Owen: sure* heads to the barn to get Lydia's horse and mine taking off with her*

Charlotte:* snickers at how horrible Lydia is on a horse* can she not get used to a horse

Bret: she thinks that their stinky smelly beasts that shouldn't exist and yet I love them because they hate her every horse does

Charlotte: and I hope they get rid of her quickly

Bret:* cracks up laughing at that comment* I love you char* watches her clean up the garbage mess from the racoons* hey dad the racoons are back at it again

Stu: god damned bandit snatchin garbage theifs I'm going to blow every last one of'em to pieces

Bret: here we go again be ready to hear stuff being blown to high heaven

Charlotte: Stu don't worry about it I have a trick to keep them out* goes to the storage shed and grabs some rope and a few bricks and glue and walks back setting it up* there now they might not want to attempt it after feeling the glue

Bret:* breathes* maybe now we won't have to replace the trash can

After watching Charlotte walk back inside I kinda watched the way her hips swayed and I mentally had to scold myself for it and walk inside and sit on the couch I was still watching her as dad was trying to talk to me.