My Laird's Love (My Laird's Castle Book 2) by Bess McBride

Author:Bess McBride [McBride, Bess]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bess McBride
Published: 2016-03-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

I woke up in darkness and grabbed at my chest. The bottles of pills were still in place, thankfully. Now, where was I?

“Gordon?” I called out. “Beth?”

The darkness was thick, and I could see nothing. No moon shone to shed any light on my surroundings. I could hear the river in front of me, but that told me nothing.

My right hand touched a hard plastic surface, and I grabbed the flashlight. Swallowing hard, I flicked it on. Had I traveled? I knew where I was, but when?

I waved the light in an arc toward the river and then behind me, but there was nothing to suggest what year I was in.

“Maggie?” a male voice called from nearby.

“Gordon?” I pushed myself to a standing position. “Is that you?” My heart sank, and my throat closed over. Hot tears formed in the corners of my eyes.

“It is I, Colin.”

I shone my flashlight on the tall Highlander as he approached, rubbing his eyes and pulling a length of plaid from his shoulders. Then I swung the light in the direction of the wagon and waiting horse.

“Oh, Colin!” I said with joy. “You’re here! I’m here!” I could have hugged him but decided that probably would shock him.

“Aye, that ye are,” he said. “Were ye successful in yer quest?”

“Yes! I have the medicine right here! Have you been waiting long?”

“I delivered the women to Gleannhaven only a few hours ago and returned to await ye. It isna yet dawn.”

“Shall we go? To Castle Lochloon? Or do you need to rest?” I hoped he would say no. Although apparently I’d only been gone a matter of hours rather than days, I wanted to hurry back to James’ side as soon as possible.

“No, I slept for a wee bit. Let us make haste to Lochloon.” He took my arm and guided me to the wagon. “What is that light you carry? I do not see the flame.”

“I’ll explain on the way.”

Colin handed me up into the wagon and urged the horse forward, the lamp at the front of the wagon providing a measure of light for Colin and the horses. I explained the flashlight and told him how it worked, as much as I understood about batteries anyway, which was nothing. I told him the batteries would die and that would be the end of the flashlight.

We rode on through the night, and I told him about his descendants—that his tenth great-grandson, Gordon, still lived at Gleannhaven Castle and that he had said the castle was in good hands.

“It stands in the twenty-first century?” Colin asked in an awed voice. “What a sturdy building!”

“It does. I didn’t get a chance to see it though. I was in a hurry to return.”

“And ye say ye met two of our descendants? What are they like?”

“Yes, the current laird, Gordon Anderson, and his sister, Beth. Beth is married and a doctor.”

“A doctor?” he exclaimed.

I nodded.

“Remarkable,” he said.

“They resemble you a great deal. Both have curly dark hair and blue eyes like you.

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