he was buying something for his mother. fiona had to bite her lip and force herself not to start tearing up at that simple comment. he would think she had gone out of her mind if she just started tearing up at the mention of his mother. not to mention, mrs. howard would be furious if she cried a second time this week. but she couldn't help the fact that her heart ached
when anyone so much as mentioned family. she missed her mam. yes, she knew she had come to america for a better life and all that, but she was so terribly lonely without her ma, da, and mattie. the girls at the boarding house were kind, but they couldn't replace her sister.
shaking off the crestfallen look that had overtaken her features, fi forced her best smile as she channeled her energy away from distracting thoughts and towards this nice boy's needs. "your mam? well, you probably don't want anything in this department," she admitted, thinking aloud as the wheels in her mind turned. if it were her ma, she would be over the moon with a simple bouquet of flowers, but he seemed determined to purchase something fancier. "all the women i've helped talk about gloves being a must have. as well as handbags. one woman said that they're everywhere in europe, but i guess they hadn't made their way home yet," she continued, too deep in thought to realize that she may be rambling and boring him.