Chapter Twenty
Mary-Michael walked from the room, stoic in her resolve not to weep until she was in the privacy of her cell, and she managed to withhold her sobs until after the door was locked. Lucky had lied to her. But hers was the greater lie.
He’d merely kept a part of who he was from her. While she lied about the relationship with Mr. Watkins, leading Lucky to believe she was infertile while she prayed she conceived a child—a child she had never planned to share with him. What she’d done was far more grievous a sin.
One she knew she would pay for one day.
Rachel brought her Lucy, then left to attend to her duties with the other children. Lucy started to fuss as Mary-Michael rocked her. When she realized the babe likely wanted to nurse again, she struggled with the squirming infan
