CHAPTER TWENTY
In the gently rocking carriage, Oliver looked over at Esther. She’d fallen asleep almost immediately, the rocking motion lulling her into unconsciousness. Oliver couldn’t help but worry. When they’d fallen through the portal she’d been out cold for a good minute. What if the fall had injured her in some unseen way? He’d heard of that happening, when people knocked their head and seemed fine only to drop down dead later. It wasn’t like they could take her to a hospital, either. Those wouldn’t exist for at least a hundred more years!
“What’s wrong, Oliver?” Ralph asked.
Oliver snapped back to the moment. He turned to face his friend. “I’m worried about Esther.”
Ralph nodded. “I must admit, it was a shock when she ran off.”
That hadn’t been what Oliver was talking about bu
