Chapter 3For a few days, they lived an idyll. Bea kept house and cooked three hearty meals each day, which Angus extravagantly enjoyed. By night they loved and slept, dividing the night into several sessions of each. For the nonce, Bea let her worries slumber, giving over any thought of what she was to do sooner or later.
I’ll cross that bridge when I must, but for now, I’ll just enjoy the blessings I have received.
Mid-morning on the sixth day of her stay in Verde Bend, Bea loaded a tray with two mugs of coffee and two still-warm slices of the peach pie she had taken from the oven a short time earlier. She had no doubt Angus would enjoy a break from his labors. Perhaps they could even spend a few pleasant moments in the hayloft over the shop if he wasn’t too busy.
As she stepped into t
