In the castle’s kitchen Leah spotted celery and pea pods on a cutting board, and some chunks of roasted beef on a chopping block. She gathered up as much as she could carry and wrapped it in a linen towel she found on a peg. On the way out, she prayed, “Please let Andrew now be in the 21st century, seek the medical help he needs and find his Tillie.”
Hugh waited for her outside the cookhouse. She tripped over her skirts to reach him, to rest in the warm comfort of his arms.
"Is Andrew all right?" he asked.
"Yes, he"s fine, just fine. He"s getting the best of care."
"Shall we take our leave then?" He stepped aside to let her go before him.
“Sure.” She held up the towel from the kitchen. “I got us some things to munch on.”
He didn"t seem to hear the clink of coins as they walked. She n
