–l to mine. We’ll work them together.
Mine starts right over there. It’s all I’ve ever wanted. Pretty land, isn’t it?
(nods, looking at her)
And a pretty lady.
She turns to face him with a clear-eyed gaze that is almost scary.
A lot of men have told me that. Maybe it’s true. I guess some women are slow to believe it.
They’re drawn to me by that. But it never lasts.
Because they don’t like what I want.
(turns back toward her view)
I want to build something, make things grow. That takes hard work — a lifetime of it. That’s not why men
come to a pretty woman.
He shakes his head, agreeing, though she cannot see it.
After a while, I won’t be so pretty. But this land will be.