Chapter 99
Branwen sat up in bed beside John, watching him sleep. A low lamp on her bedside table lit just a small part of the bedroom, barely enough to show the page she was pretending to be interested in for her own sake. She knew it wouldn’t wake him.
The rest of the room and as far as she knew the rest of the house and Great Britain and all of Europe were dark. Everyone sleeping. Unaware. She’d tried to go to sleep for a long time, but as the hour moved well past midnight she’d given up.
Reading hadn’t helped as it usually did, and she was reluctant to get up and disturb her husband.
She settled for simply watching him.
He was sleeping so peacefully, so quietly. She tried to remember the last time she’d seen him this way. No tossing and turning, no moaning or twitching, no sound a
