Restoration: A Historical Novella (The Path to Redemption Series) by Kimbra Swain

Author:Kimbra Swain [Swain, Kimbra]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Crimson Press
Published: 2017-09-28T06:00:00+00:00

“I’m going for a walk,” she said walking toward the front door.

“No, you aren’t,” I replied and continued to drink my coffee and read The Yorkshire Post. The Great War escalated in Europe, and we sat here day to day waiting for permission from Gregory Theodoard to leave Northumberland. As she put on her coat, I watched her over the top edge of the paper. “Abigail, the rain will start at any moment. It always rains in this damn country,” I grumbled.

“Yes, it rains all the time. That’s why I want to go out for a quick walk before it starts back again. It’s rained for forty days and forty nights,” she exaggerated, but not by much.

“No,” I said firmly. Of course, she did not listen and put on a wool hat.

“I’ll be back soon. I promise I’m not going to play with the Leviathan,” she joked.

“That isn’t funny. Raif, go make some tea for Abigail,” I suggested. Raif jumped up and scurried toward the kitchen.

“I’ll drink it when I return. Thank you, Lincoln,” she said without looking at me and went out the door.

Slapping the paper down on the table, I jumped up and grabbed my coat from the closet along with my gloves and hers. “Raif, we will be back soon. Please make the tea, and keep it warm,” I called out to him and stepped out into the cool October air. Looking around the house, I spotted her walking up the drive to the main road and jogged to catch up with her.

Stopping to wait on me, she turned and said, “Lincoln, you didn’t have to come. I swear I won’t be gone long.”

I handed her the gloves without saying a word, and she slipped them on her hands and nodded thanks. Continuing to walk up the lane, I followed a few steps behind her and kept my eyes on the surrounding landscape. The cool wet air moved in, and I knew that rain wouldn’t be far behind it. Abigail, for the most part, was healed from her ordeal, physically. Since the night of the ritual, her nightmares had ceased, and she seemed more like her stubborn, infuriating self.

“Could you walk with me, and not behind me, please?” she asked.

I doubled my steps until I walked side by side with her. “How far or long do you intend to walk?” I asked.

“I hadn’t really decided, yet. Now that I’m walking, I’m quite enjoying myself,” she said and gave me a mischievous look. “In fact, I think I’ll take a nice long walk.” She turned off the lane and started to walk across the field. The moment her feet touched green earth, I heard the squishing sound of muddy soil. She grunted and turned to look at me. Defiance stretched across her face, and she lifted her skirt and continued into the muddy soil.

“I’ll wait for you here,” I called out to her, because I had no intentions of getting my shoes muddy. In fact, I’d be rather amused if she fell over in it.

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