The day had finally arrived. Tomorrow she would see Mistress Rhodes’ mother. This time tomorrow night she could be back in the twenty-first century. A pain settled in her chest at the thought of living nine-hundred years away from William. Torture would be easier to bear. Whether Maddie liked it or not, William had wiggled under her skin and imbedded himself into her heart. Her life in Greenwich seemed foreign now. Would she be able to merge back into society after all that had happened, all her experiences in medieval England? Could she live without her soul mate? A resounding no echoed in her mind. Guilt assailed her. She had friends in the future who were, no doubt, worried about her. Her friend Jackie would be frantic by now. Months gone with no word would be deemed suspicious by the authorities. They would think her dead. Then there was her business. Was her shop okay? Was Maria, her only employee, still opening the store? Or had everything been frozen until she returned or until she was declared dead?
