In spite of her distress over Rina and her reluctance to stay on at Jesse and Gideon’s, Emma was in a state of excitement as they waited at the front of the warehouse for their supplies to be brought out to them. She had always been more of an aficionado than an artist, but helping Jesse and Gideon with their plan had brewed feelings of anticipation about what it would be like to get into the trenches, so to speak. The fact that her suggestion had been met with Gideon’s approval and Jesse’s appreciation probably contributed to those feelings. Emma didn’t care. This was a welcome diversion from worrying about Lizzie. Worrying about everybody. She was glad she had agreed to stay.
Gideon was waiting with far more patience than she was, straddling one of the chairs that had been left for them
