“He is my husband,” Rachel said. “I must join him.”
“You have a wee baby, and you are not that strong. You cannot be serious about going.” Nathan ran his fingers through his hair.
“I must,” Rachel was close to tears. “It is my duty.”
“I tell you it is not a fit place for a woman, let alone a tiny baby. How will you take care of yourself and him? The weather is cold this time of the year and the snows are deep in that area.” Nathan's fists clenched, as he spoke softly to himself. “What husband would send his wife out into that wilderness?”
“My dear,” Libbie said, finally pulling herself together. “Might I suggest something?”
“Of course,” the tears were now flowing freely down Rachel's face.
“Please do not be offended by what I suggest, but I thought, well, maybe it would be better for
