Gideon and Toby sat on the top step of the porch, a broomstick apart. Neither spoke. Gideon’s head hung between his shoulders, and with his elbows on his knees, he locked his fingers together. Toby sat in the same manner. With a bowl of warm water and a pair of damp rags tucked in the crook of he...
He’d fallen ill three days ago and was now on the mend, but John had started complaining of an ache in his stomach as well. Since then, both men had been given nothing but broth and brought cool compresses every few hours. Muted voices floated from the bedroom, and Lonnie, not wanting to eavesdro...
Addie sat beside her, doing the same. A letter to Gideon seemed to weigh her pocket. She’d written it late in the night. For weeks she’d put it off, uncertain if she was strong enough to pen her heart. But then, as she watched Jacob sleep by the light of a single candle, she couldn’t bear the tho...