Exhaustion taking its toll, Jillian fell into a deep sleep along with the children after a meal of freshly caught trout. Loud voices roused her to semi-consciousness. She tried to shake off the cobwebs of slumber, sensing a strong need to wake up. Something pinged her cheek. Then again. She brush...
A haze engulfed him. Distorted voices teased his mind. Kimberly. Where was Kimberly? He shook off the numb fog. Sensation returned slowly. With it, long forgotten memories. The touch of wet homespun against skin. The comforting strength of the oak deck beneath his arse. And pain. Skull splitting ...