Path of Freedom by Jennifer Hudson Taylor

Author:Jennifer Hudson Taylor [Taylor, Jennifer Hudson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical, C429, Extratorrents, Kat
ISBN: 9781426752636
Publisher: Abingdon Press
Published: 2012-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

Flora leaned on Bruce as they arrived back at camp. Irene rushed over from where she'd been pacing. “Where has thee been?” Irene's blue gaze shifted up to Bruce, standing behind her. “Marta woke up in a fitful state a while ago. It seems she had a bad dream about the baby.” Irene sighed. “No one has been able to console her. Not even Jim. She's been asking for thee.”

“I'll see what I can do.” Flora stepped around her sister and headed toward the wagon. She grabbed her skirt, preparing to lift herself into the back of the wagon.

“Flora, thee should be careful. If thy stitches break again, I don't know if we'll be able to hold off that infection any longer.” Bruce had been quite somber since he'd stitched her up and they had walked back to camp. She wondered what had really been bothering him. Had she angered him with her defiant behavior?

“I'll try, but I must climb into the back of the wagon to assist Marta. It's nearly impossible to move about without bending my knee.”

“Then allow me to at least help thee.” He settled his fists on each side. “Or does thee intend to keep being stubborn?”

She couldn't mistake the irritation in his voice, and she wasn't sure if she blamed him. Out here in the middle of nowhere, it was hard to figure out where the boundaries between propriety were drawn and where they should be ignored for necessity's sake.

“Fine.” She gestured to the wagon. “Thee may lift me up. I'll do my best to cooperate with thee until my wound heals and the stitches can be removed.”

Without another word, Bruce strode over, swept her up into his arms, and deposited her inside the wagon. He left her staring after him.

“Flora, yous back!” Marta sat up and reached out for her. Tears stained her cheeks. “It was awful.” A flood of new tears poured from her eyes.

“She won't tell me the whole thing,” Jim said. “Just keeps crying, and I don't know what to do.” Jim sat beside her, lifting his large shoulders and shaking his head.

“Jim, would thee mind giving us some privacy?” She looked around their cramped quarters between all the trunks. “I need to stretch out my hurt leg and there isn't much room. I'll do my best to calm her.”

“Yes'm.” He nodded, moving up onto his knees. He took Marta's face between his two hands and looked into her eyes. “It's going to be all right. No matter what happens. I loves you. Don't forget that.” He gave Marta such a gentle kiss that Flora's heart melted in longing. Would she ever have someone look at her with that much love?

Lord, please let it be so.

“I love you, too.” Marta clung to him as tears squeezed past her lids. “More than you know.”

Jim crawled out, leaving them alone.

“What are these tears for?” Flora straightened her knee and slid closer to Marta. “Tell me.”

“I had a bad dream—a nightmare.” Marta's voice was strained.

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