Chapter 21
Somehow I managed to get Hildy into a brand-new nightdress—it was actually a little girl’s nightdress and not a man’s shirt—and into bed. She murmured drowsily, sighed, and tightened her grip on her dolly. I tucked the covers around her, then lowered the wick of a small lantern that hung from a hook in the overhead. It cast a subdued glow over the cabin. I gave the small space a quick glance before closing the door behind me.
The events of the past days, as well as the emotional roller coaster I’d been on, had left me so tired I could barely keep my eyes open.
After making my way to the head and taking care of what needed to be taken care of, I brought a basin of warm water back to our cabin. At some point during the night, Mr. Chetwood would make love to me, and the water wo
