“Well, I guess that is that. I am not leaving you alone today.”
He says looking determined.
“What? Why?”
She says looking shocked.
“I took care of myself... even if Mheegan had to step in.”
She defends herself.
“Yes, I know, but you have not had one minute to stay in bed and rest. I will call Sybil and have her clear the rest of my day. You miss Isobel, are going to bed.”
He holds his arm out over her shoulder pointing to the bed. A deep frown forming on her forehead, she looks at him as if she is about to throw an enormous tantrum like a three-year-old would when a smile starts creeping over her face. Turning around to waltz back into the bedroom. Knowing full well that she will not be leaving the bed today, she walks to her cupboard and takes out her nightdress.
“I’m going for a
