Though her voice was carefully modulated, Dodge caught a ragged edge of worry.“All right. We’ll tell him together.”Starla twisted on the buggy seat, her eyes going round and dark. “No!” Seeing she’d startled him with her vehemence, she managed a smile and placed a placating hand on his sleeve. “I...
Scowling fiercely, he stalked to the horse’s head to grip the leads.“The squire told me I could have the wagon to head over to the Manor this morning.”“That’s where I’m headed. Ain’t got all day. Climb aboard.”“What?”“How many times you actually lift an axe, Deacon? A hammer? Pounded a nail for y...