Chapter Twelve
Overview
Madigan looked up from the chair where she sat knitting, and stared in surprise as Atty slowly making her way down the spiral staircase. The fact that she was wearing her usual pants and tunic told her mother-in-law that she wasn’t prepared to go back to bed.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“I’m going stir crazy. I need some air. Watch after Mattox, would you?”
Madigan was waiting at the bottom by the time Atty stepped off the last step. She could feel the woman’s eyes inspecting her, studying and judging.
“You need to be upstairs in bed.”
“I’m tired of being bedridden. I need to get out and get some exercise.” To hold off any more of the woman’s protests, Atty placed a hand on her shoulder and met her glare eye-to-eye. “There are hundreds of soldiers out t
