Chapter 27
Ceinwen awoke to the pastel sky of dawn. In the kitchen, she found a French press coffee maker set up and ready for use. All she had to do was boil water. “Thank you, Lord,” she muttered as she turned on the burner.
“Good morning. Did you sleep well.”
She jumped at the sound of Michael’s voice and spun around. “Considering I was lying on the floor without even a mattress, it was quite comfortable.”
“That’s the tatami,” he said, entering the small room. “I take it Rachel is still asleep.”
“She is. Sleeping soundly with nary a cry for once. She’s been troubled by nightmares.”
“She’s not alone in that,” he murmured. He placed a wicker basket on the kitchen table and folded back the cloth covering its contents. “Would you like some eggs? We also, as you can see, have fresh fru
