17
Ariel
A bit after breakfast the next morning—Christmas Eve—I dashed out to visit the pharmacy. I’d seen one not too far from the estate and knew I could make the walk and no one would be the wiser.
Galen was busy helping his father hang stockings for all the grandchildren. Galen’s brother had two boys, and his three sisters had twelve children altogether, so the mansion, although large—well, huge, actually—would soon be brimming with people. I’d taken advantage of everyone’s busy morning to sneak out.
The air was cold, and snowflakes blew around me in wisps. The sky was gray, the sun nowhere to be seen. An ominous feeling had come over me, and I didn’t know what it meant exactly. But I knew it came from the fear of change and what Galen and I would do if I were pregnant with his bab
