Chapter 10
Charlotte and Concordia set out for East Hampton the next morning in the pony cart, with David perched precariously atop the boxed piles of sorted rummage sale donations. They stopped at the crossroads to Hassett Knoll’s Main Street to let him off.
He grabbed his satchel of wood-carving materials and gave them a wave. “I’ll get back to the cottage on my own when the Captain and I are done. You ladies have fun.”
Charlotte shook her head as she flicked the reins. “It’s going to be a hot walk back.”
Concordia fanned her face. It was warm already. Theirs wasn’t the only vehicle on the road. Many people were out and about, getting their errands done before the full heat of midday set in. The wheels from carts, wagons, carriages, and bicycles sent choking clouds of dust along the
