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around. She stood and watched him leave. He turned and waved.
Chapter 8
Jonas, Ivy and Zoe had a tearful reunion after Jonas returned home with her.
“Tell us what happened, Zoe?” Ivy asked, wiping tears of joy from her eyes.
Zoe told them the whole story of her capture and escape, with Jonas and Ivy interrupting only to sigh or gasp, in between.
“Zoe, Mama and I are proud of you,” Jonas said. “You were brave and smart enough to figure out a way to escape.”
Then Alfie came down the stairs. His eyes lit up when he saw Zoe and he ran to her and hugged her. “I’m so sorry that I didn’t watch out for you better.” He pulled away from her, and looked into her eyes and said, “I promise you, Zoe, I will never ever let anything like that happen to you, ever again.”
“Breakfast, anyone?” Ivy said.
“I’m starving,” Zoe said.
Alfie held her hand and led her to the dining room.
Before eating, they all bowed their heads in prayer. They thanked God for the food and for guiding Zoe back home to them.
Violet had a lot on her mind to filter through. Should she discuss Gavin’s attack with her mother? No, her mother would forbid her to continue with the camp and she was looking forward to it. Word had gotten to them through Quinn that Zoe had been found and safely returned home, but Ivy would still be dealing with the trauma of the event. She decided that Rose was the only one in whom she could confide. Hadn’t she been courted by Quinn after he’d been married? She didn’t understand Gavin’s problem.
Why did she suddenly feel uncomfortable with Peggy, and why was it so important to her that Miles not think she’d done something to cause Gavin’s attack? Why was Miles’s opinion still so important to her? Is it possible that she could feel this way, even if she just loved him as a friend?
In the morning she’d set out to visit Rose, who now lived in Jonas’s first, modest house, but even the first homes built by the brothers were exceptionally lovely brick homes.
In the morning, Violet sat in Iverson’s sitting room while a maid served her tea. Rose walked into the room from the stairway, carrying baby Joshua. Her hair wasn’t as neat as usual, and she still had her bathrobe on. She laid the baby in her sister’s arms.
“Oh, Rose, he’s so beautiful!” Violet exclaimed.
“Don’t let Quinn hear you say that!” Rose said.
“Don’t let Quinn hear what?” he said, coming down the stairs. His hair was messed, and he was tucking his shirt into his pants. Violet wondered what they’d been up to.
“She said Josh was beautiful,” Rose said, as she put her arms around her husband and kissed him.
Violet blushed.
“Joshua Hiram is not beautiful,” Quinn said. “He’s handsome.” He kissed Rose back, and Violet could see the simulated flames in their eyes when they looked at each other. Anyone could see the love they shared.
It made Violet feel strange, like she was missing out on something. How silly, she’d had that with Miles and she’d thrown it away. At least he’d always looked at her that way, she wasn’t sure about her own look back at him.
Violet gently rubbed Josh’s cheek. He was so precious, and felt so good in her arms. Was she craving one? She hoped not. She wished the baby would suddenly cry or wet on her or something—she didn’t want to crave a baby, no matter how good he felt against her breast. She was about to hand him back to Rose, when he stretched and opened his eyes. The brightest blue eyes opened and stared up at her, and Violet stroked the blond fuzz on his little head.
“Why, hello,” Violet said to him. “I’m your Auntie Vi.” Josh stretched again, yawned, and then smiled.
“He smiled at me!” Violet said. “Did you see that?”
“Gas,” Quinn said, as he took the baby from her and handed him to the nanny. “Violet fed him
Chapter 8
Jonas, Ivy and Zoe had a tearful reunion after Jonas returned home with her.
“Tell us what happened, Zoe?” Ivy asked, wiping tears of joy from her eyes.
Zoe told them the whole story of her capture and escape, with Jonas and Ivy interrupting only to sigh or gasp, in between.
“Zoe, Mama and I are proud of you,” Jonas said. “You were brave and smart enough to figure out a way to escape.”
Then Alfie came down the stairs. His eyes lit up when he saw Zoe and he ran to her and hugged her. “I’m so sorry that I didn’t watch out for you better.” He pulled away from her, and looked into her eyes and said, “I promise you, Zoe, I will never ever let anything like that happen to you, ever again.”
“Breakfast, anyone?” Ivy said.
“I’m starving,” Zoe said.
Alfie held her hand and led her to the dining room.
Before eating, they all bowed their heads in prayer. They thanked God for the food and for guiding Zoe back home to them.
Violet had a lot on her mind to filter through. Should she discuss Gavin’s attack with her mother? No, her mother would forbid her to continue with the camp and she was looking forward to it. Word had gotten to them through Quinn that Zoe had been found and safely returned home, but Ivy would still be dealing with the trauma of the event. She decided that Rose was the only one in whom she could confide. Hadn’t she been courted by Quinn after he’d been married? She didn’t understand Gavin’s problem.
Why did she suddenly feel uncomfortable with Peggy, and why was it so important to her that Miles not think she’d done something to cause Gavin’s attack? Why was Miles’s opinion still so important to her? Is it possible that she could feel this way, even if she just loved him as a friend?
In the morning she’d set out to visit Rose, who now lived in Jonas’s first, modest house, but even the first homes built by the brothers were exceptionally lovely brick homes.
In the morning, Violet sat in Iverson’s sitting room while a maid served her tea. Rose walked into the room from the stairway, carrying baby Joshua. Her hair wasn’t as neat as usual, and she still had her bathrobe on. She laid the baby in her sister’s arms.
“Oh, Rose, he’s so beautiful!” Violet exclaimed.
“Don’t let Quinn hear you say that!” Rose said.
“Don’t let Quinn hear what?” he said, coming down the stairs. His hair was messed, and he was tucking his shirt into his pants. Violet wondered what they’d been up to.
“She said Josh was beautiful,” Rose said, as she put her arms around her husband and kissed him.
Violet blushed.
“Joshua Hiram is not beautiful,” Quinn said. “He’s handsome.” He kissed Rose back, and Violet could see the simulated flames in their eyes when they looked at each other. Anyone could see the love they shared.
It made Violet feel strange, like she was missing out on something. How silly, she’d had that with Miles and she’d thrown it away. At least he’d always looked at her that way, she wasn’t sure about her own look back at him.
Violet gently rubbed Josh’s cheek. He was so precious, and felt so good in her arms. Was she craving one? She hoped not. She wished the baby would suddenly cry or wet on her or something—she didn’t want to crave a baby, no matter how good he felt against her breast. She was about to hand him back to Rose, when he stretched and opened his eyes. The brightest blue eyes opened and stared up at her, and Violet stroked the blond fuzz on his little head.
“Why, hello,” Violet said to him. “I’m your Auntie Vi.” Josh stretched again, yawned, and then smiled.
“He smiled at me!” Violet said. “Did you see that?”
“Gas,” Quinn said, as he took the baby from her and handed him to the nanny. “Violet fed him
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