“Ambrose!” she called, waving her hand as she saw him approaching.
He waved back, hurrying his steps upon seeing her. She could not help the tears from forming on her eyes. She was filled with joy, the void on her chest finally diminishing as her sight set on him for a long time. He has been gone for weeks since he had matters to deal with in his country. Even though she wanted to go with him, she couldn’t do so because of her delicate situation. She is pregnant for three months and she has been very sensitive, that’s why, they are careful.
“Mam, you should get back inside. You will catch a cold.”
She looked back at the servant Ambrose had hired to accompany her. “It’s alright, Joan. I can manage.” She hugged herself as she waited for her husband, covering herself more with her shawl.
