The cottage was hidden by trees, so she could only guess what it looked like. The paint on the building and barn was chipping, and weeds and vines were creeping up along them. It almost seemed as if no one had inhabited the place for years. “What do you think, Caleb?” she whispered to the boy on her lap. “Do you trust the person who lives here?” She wasn’t sure if he could get a gut feeling without seeing the person who lived here, but it didn’t hurt to ask. The boy scanned the area and then nodded. This, coupled with Phoebe’s assurance, helped ease her nerves. She continued leading the horse up the rest of the way. A tall, stocky gentleman came out of the barn, carrying a bucket. She was ready to call out a greeting when her horse neighed. The gentleman glanced in her direction and bolted for the building, slamming the door behind him. She stopped the horse. What had just happened? Did he actually run from her and Caleb? “He’s scared of people,” Caleb told her, as if he knew what she was thinking.
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