“Is someone going to show me how to get a fire started?” Declan asked Emily as he ate.
“I don’t know anything about that,” Emily answered softly. She found a spot to sit and watch Declan eat. “Would you mind if we chat while you eat?” she asked.
“I don’t mind,” Declan said. He had come to the conclusion that cooked fish was better than raw and the company wasn’t bad either.
“I hear you’re related to Murdock, why didn’t you go to him for help,” Emily asked sweetly, “if you don’t mind me asking?”
Declan looked at her while he ate. She didn’t seem to be asking just to pry. He got the impression that she was actually curious. “I don’t know if I should tell you,” he said self-consciously. “It’s kind of embarrassing.”
“You can tell me,” Emily answered sweetly. “I won’t tell anyone.” Declan
