She reached for her blanket but it was beneath her instead of covering her. And the same shirt and skirt that she’d worn while getting the calf across the bridge was still on her. In bed. She flopped onto her back and bumped against something solid. Her stomach dropped. Something was wrong. Slowly, memories of her parents’ absence, the rainstorm, and the troublesome traveler came back. Morning had come and she’d survived, but where was Silas? Had he torn up anything? Had he stolen anything? Was he gone? And then there was Josiah. Josiah. With growing certainty, the identity of the lump beside her became clear. Through the weak light from the window she could make out his profile. His head bowed to his chest, dozing against the headboard. How many years had Katie Ellen looked for him down every crooked rabbit trail? How often had she stopped to see if the rustling in the undergrowth would turn out to be the swashbuckling blond boy, ready to take a break from his adventures to see her latest creation?
What do You think about Her Dearly Unintended (2016)?
