“I know I fear for you. Every day, you are in my thoughts. Each night, I close my eyes with a prayer that soon we will be together again. This letter will let you know I am fine and I am thinking constantly of you. I know you have so many questions, but I cannot give you the answers now. Soon, I pray. Charity lowered the slip of paper signed in her sister’s hand and stared at the lad who was holding out his palm that was threaded with dirt. When she dropped several coins onto it, he made them di...sappear with a single, swift motion. “You say a dark-haired lady gave you this?” He nodded. “Can you tell me where?” With a grin, he raised his hand again. She placed her last two coins on it. “She be at The Boar and Bear.” “The Boar and Bear?” she asked carefully, although no one else stood in the small storage room behind the kitchen in her great-aunt’s house. Charity had not thought the lad from the butcher’s shop would come with such information in the hour after dinner.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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