Chapter 5That morning, they packed up their things and readied for the road ahead. The next town over would take them at least a week to reach, meaning that Violet’s chances of being followed this time were slim to none. Samuel’s men cooked them a send-off breakfast, which Samuel himself attended. His knee had been bandaged tightly, and he spent the meal nursing an old crutch. As to the origin of his injury, no one said a word. Violet herself had been fairly quiet that morning, too. Her mind was still buzzing from the night before.
She f***s girls. Violet had been raised with high morals, the same as anybody, but she wasn’t stupid. She knew the basics of what a husband and wife did behind closed doors. Additionally (now more than ever), she understood the desires that lurked in evil men’s
