Chapter Fourteen
Fiona did not easily recuperate from the catastrophe of Joshua’s grand feast. For three days, she nursed her broken ego, refusing to leave their bedroom for any reason. She ate slept and cried, and little else. They certainly did not make love and in fact, that very night, Fiona asked that her husband find somewhere else to sleep besides their bed—something he only agreed to because he was himself so angry with his wife and the unfortunate end to his harvest feast. Joshua slept in an adjoining room, and continued to do so for two more nights.
On the fourth day however, he decided that this mourning period was over. Before eight that morning, he came into their room, and dragged her from the bed.
“What are you doing to me?” she asked.
“You’re not going to remain in this
