Chapter Twenty-eight
Isaac awoke with a groan for the second day in a row. This time, it was less to do with the day ahead and more to do with the fact he was stark naked and lying on a stone floor. He got to his feet and went over to grab the backpack his brother had stashed in a crevice in the cave wall. After pulling their clothes out of the bag, he tossed a bundle to his brother, an action that woke him, then scrambled into his own gear as fast as possible.
“Ugh,” he said to a blinking-awake Matthew, “this is always the worst bit. So bloody cold!” Hopping from foot to foot, he rubbed his arms. “We ought to get some heating installed down here.”
Shaking his head, Matthew stumbled to his feet and began getting dressed. “I think folks might notice if there were suddenly mod cons instal
