Chapter 20: The Final Piece of the Puzzle
St. Michael’s Rectory, Late Afternoon
After the long train ride, Leslie relaxed in what he considered the only comfortable wingback in the parlor. Samson, fast asleep on the sofa, sighed contentedly while Delilah managed to wedge herself in next to Leslie, her paws and head firmly planted on his lap. Leslie patted her and she rolled over on her back and slid closer to him. He’d felt a cold coming on during the train ride and, true to form, Edward settled him down with a hot toddy, which he was currently nursing.
Edward strode into the room with a plate of crackers and cheese and set it on the small table at Leslie’s side. “You know what they say about feeding a cold.”
“Not in the least hungry,” Leslie said between sniffles.
“First the headache
