*Blake*
Now that I am on my way to recovery, I am left to my own company more often than I would have preferred. Merida is no longer constantly at my bedside. If not for the occasional squalling of the baby, I would have thought she had left the residence entirely. But in the short time I have come to know her, I know for certain that she would never leave without the child. Where the child is, there she is too.
“Your wound is healing nicely, " Dr. Roberts says as he examines the wound. “How does it feel?"
“Not nearly as painful as before.” I can touch it now without flinching. As a matter of fact, the pain is so diminished that I am hoping that I can eventually walk without the blasted limp.
“I should think it would be good for you to start moving about. Nothing too strenuous. No ridin
