Chapter Twenty-Six
Sydney pulled away from her mum, rising to her feet. “No. Until Orlaith is dealt with we all stick together. I’d worry all night about what’s happening. We can’t afford to split up.”
Victoria rose also. “Sydney be reasonable-”
“You be reasonable.” She glared at her mum.
“Sydney’s right. We don’t want to split our forces.”
Sydney and Victoria both turned towards Malcolm saying ‘what’ at the same time.
“This is war. You don’t split your forces unless there’s a strategic benefit. I can’t see one.” Malcolm held up his hand when Victoria started to speak. “But the boys can stay in the spare room and the girls in Sydney’s room.”
It was Sydney’s turn to protest. The spare room, her old bedroom, was near the workshop. “Are you sure you don’t want to make them sleep in the
