An Unlikely Savior by Oster Camille

Author:Oster, Camille [Oster, Camille]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-02-27T04:00:00+00:00

It was warm when she woke up and there was sun in her eyes. She had to protect her eyes when she opened the, but she could see that Tomas was sitting up watching the landscape as it slowly passed by. Virginie sat up slowly. Every part of her body protested. Everything was sore, from her head to her bones and everything in between.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“To the coast.”

“Are there ships there?”

“No, just fishing boats, but they can perhaps take us to the ships,” Tomas said. “Sooner or later, we will find one that will take us.”

“Us?” Virginie asked feeling hope flair in her. “Are you coming as well?” She grabbed his hand, urging him to say yes.

“I will come to,” he said. “It will be easier to sail to Italy from England.”

Virginie felt relief flood her. She was terrified of him heading back into the dangers of France and he would be safe as well if he went to England with her. She was also scared of heading off to England on her own. She would feel much more secure if Tomas was there with her. While England was better than staying in France at the moment, by a very long shot, it was still a foreign country with foreign customs. She was very glad she wouldn’t have to face that alone.

He didn’t shake her hand off, just let her hold his. Then he tugged his hand out of hers and jumped off the cart. He ran along the side of it and disappeared into the growth along the road. Virginie watched him take off out of sight, but she wasn’t worried, she knew in her bones that he would not desert her. He was gone for a while and she watched for him. He returned and ran to catch up with the cart, jumping back up on edge, where he presented her with two ripe pears. Her eyes grew with delight.

She bit onto one of the pears letting the juice flow into her mouth. It felt like the most decadent thing she had ever tasted. It was only a humble pear, but it tasted like ambrosia. Tomas ate his as well, then threw the core onto the road when he was finished.

“How long will it be?” she asked.

“Hours yet.” He smiled and leaned back on one of the baskets, soaking up the sun. It felt strange being able to relax. There was nothing to watch out for or to run from. There was just the continuing relentless rumble of the cart and the sun that seemed to warm them today. Virginie slept some more as she could allow herself more than the bare minimum her body could take. She felt safe there on the back of that cart and she could allow herself to relax a bit.

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