Chapter Fourteen
Epilogue
She stands at the top of the hill looking down through the trees toward the water shimmering in the lake beyond. Above the treetops, she can see the far shore—just barely. She would like to drop her clothes, go naked down the path to the water’s edge and dive into the deep, chilly pool where the fish swim and seaweed gets tangled in the toes. She asked Abigail about her plan, but Abby just stared at her as if she’d gone mad.
“It’s October, girl!” she declared, explanation enough for a simple woman like Abigail Pennock.
She knows that going naked will violate The Pennock’s trust—and Daniel’s, so she’ll wear clothes and not piss anyone off—except for the wild girl inside who, in a happy heartbeat, would still fling convention aside along with her clothes. ‘Later
