CHAPTER 17
Adeline
William and I had offered to clean the kitchen while my grandmother went to bed. After putting away all the pots and pans, I noticed there were a couple of apple pastries left over from the other morning. I wrapped them up in cloth and stuck them in my basket.
“What are those?” William asked. He finished sweeping the floor and put the broom away.
I opened the basket and showed him. “Apple pastries. Helen and I made them the other morning. I think I’m addicted to them.” Leaning up on my toes, I kissed him. “They’ll be perfect for a midnight snack.”
He pulled me into his arms. “Will they now? Are you sure you’re okay with visiting this evening? You’ll have to be up early tomorrow.”
I winked and let him go. “I won’t stay all hours of the night.” Grabbing the basket, I
