Taking another sip and setting her cup on her saucer, she asked, “Now, your name is Rose, isn’t it dear?”
Katherine wasn’t sure how to answer that. She didn’t want to lie, but she also knew Caroline was not likely to believe her if she attempted to explain who she really was. Without an answer from Katherine, Caroline continued as if she didn’t require one anyway. “And you’re from Clovington? You, uh, work at the castle?”
Again, Katherine did not answer. She certainly didn’t want someone as kind as Caroline thinking she was employed in the vocation Rose had shouted to the rest of the crowd. Her lack of response did not stop Caroline from continuing to ask more questions. “Now, it doesn’t bother me one bit that you don’t talk, dear. I had a friend once, many, many years ago, who never sai
