Bewitching My Love by Diane Story

Author:Diane Story [Diane Story]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press
Published: 2005-05-01T14:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

The small cave had been abandoned. Jonathan stood hunched over, looking around for signs of where Rowen and Fern might have gone. He was still trying to adjust his eyes to the darkness when the old woman spoke his name. He had no fear of her and many times had to ignore her for the sake of his love for Mary. “What do you want, old woman? Leave me, or I shall have ye arrested.” Ducking through the opening of the cave, he towered over her when they came face to face.

“You hath seen the man from your future?” Elizabeth croaked the words.

“I have, and I know your plan, Elizabeth Wilds. Ye will be stopped before ye can cause any more pain to befall my love.” He growled back into her wrinkled old face.

Elizabeth studied him from behind half closed lids, scanning his rich attire to allow her eyes to rest on the gold chain where it shined behind the white of his shirt. “How might ye have my daughter’s cross?”

“She gave it to me when I last spoke to her. She has placed it in my safe keeping.” Unconsciously he placed his hand over his chest as if she could stop his heart with just one of her evil glares. Walking around her until he could make his escape, he paused only once. “Leave these people alone, Elizabeth, or face the consequences.”

“You have no power over me, Jonathan Nichols. Ye and your sweet wife will die, this I promise ye.”

Jonathan watched her turn on her heels and limp away. With his fingers wrapped around the cross he made a decision. If the old lady won and he did die, he didn’t want her to gain possession of the cross. By the look on her face she wanted it, most likely for one of her evil deeds. He entered the cave again, groping around until he found a large rock. He buried it in the very back of the cave in the soft sand, and then covered it with the rock. One day he would come back for it, one day, when the old woman was gone for good.

* * * *

“Shhh Fern, we don’t want the old witch to see us.” Fern was sitting in the tall grass next to him. She’d just sneezed and was now sniffling from it.

“Sorry, Rowen!” Fern whispered back. “I have terrible allergies.” Sitting up on her knees, she let her hand rest on his shoulder for support. She hadn’t realized she’d been rubbing her fingers gently back and forth until he looked down into her eyes. “Oops!” she let her hand fall and turned her eyes back toward the house. “I think she’s back, a candle just lit.”

Rowen followed her gaze back to the house. Fern was right, Elizabeth was back. Picking up her hand he stood up, taking her with him. “Come on, let’s get closer. I want to hear if she speaks.”

“Do you think we should, what if she sees us?” Fern tried to still the butterflies in her belly.

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