Chapter 10
Andy moved through the woods like a ghost among the fog, wishing he had had the courage to leave the haversack with Sam. His lover would thank him when he recovered, Andy told himself, but that was little consolation now, when the memory of Sam’s wounded eyes haunted him. His own mother had died from laudanum, and he wasn’t going to see a similar addiction grip Sam until he was gone, too.
Because Sam wasn’t going to die, Andy promised as he pushed through the low bushes as quietly as he could. His lover was in his care, and Andy wouldn’t let him go without a fight. How many men were under his command? If he could keep them safe, then surely one lonely soldier would be easy. His wound was stitched—Sam just needed time to recover. Then Andy would retire from the service and the
