Ten
The thin man with the gray hair had captivated her attention from the moment he met them at the fairy pools. His name was Jed. There was something about him, an unpredictability of sorts, a shell that was hard to crack. While he drove them through this island in-between the skies, Rahab studied him yet again from the back seat. She sat squeezed between Caleb, John, and David while Björn and Annie sat at the front. Caleb felt too close to her. Why was she suddenly so aware of his skin against hers? He felt so foreign, yet so familiar. She somehow longed to take his hand in hers and bathe in those memories that connected them. But he had been cold to her since their reunion in Glencoe.
The car was packed, and the air grew thin.
The drive up to Skye had been uneventful.
Annie had emba
