Chapter 14
Morning came, and Lotte woke with a stiff body. Late in September, the days were still warm, but the nights had become chilly. She glanced at her side and found Uwe murmuring in his sleep.
She tried to stretch without waking him but wasn’t successful.
“Morning,” he greeted her with a yawn.
Her grumbling stomach drowned out her reply.
“Hungry?” He propped himself on his elbow and glanced at her as if this was the first time he’d seen her.
“Starving.” Lotte raised a hand to her curly hair, which refused to be tamed and probably looked like a wild mess atop her head. He chuckled, and Lotte felt self-consciousness rising. She’d never given a penny for her looks before.
“Good.” Uwe smiled. “Let’s see if we can find us some breakfast. Here, take this.” He handed her a bucket an
