Ira's expression clouded over and he went silent after that. It seemed he had used up all of his willingness to talk for several days because he didn't speak again (unless answering a direct question) until Daisy went into town and took him with her to run some errands.
She needed to pick up some soap and jars to do canning with since she planned to send so much to Leo with her next letter. She would need more jars to put their winter supplies into.
As Daisy looked over some of the glass smith's wares, she was too preoccupied to notice the lecherous stares aimed her way or the protective stance Ira took on beside her. She muttered to herself about which of these jars would work best until the boy broke her concentration.
"Those men are staring at you," he pointed out with a frown.
She sighed when she realized they were. "…they always do that. Ignore them, Ira."
