We continue on for a while. We are setting a pretty good pace so conversation is hard to maintain. I guess she is in for some culture shock when we ge... home. We stop at a creek for lunch about midday. We share some jerky and we give the dogs some to keep them quiet. We drink from my water bottle and refill it from the creek where we have stopped.She's got tears in her eyes. "Sarbun, are you upset because we just had another meal that you didn't get to cook for me?" She nods and wraps her arms. Christie stopped Erica mid-sentenced, I have to go home, I feel sick. Erica gave her a suspicious look, but surpassed the probability of her not being actually sick. Christie and her were best friends, and figured shed never lie about something like that. Okay. Erica dismally said. Hope you get better soon! She said with praise in her voice. As Christie furthered the charade of her sudden illness, Erica gave her the book. Christie looked up with surprise, and Erica jokingly replied, To pass. "He comes here almost every night, and tips me more than anyone else. But at the same time, he has never approached me, just to talk. Never made a pass at me. He doesn't even tip the other girls... Who IS that guy?"No matter who he was, Ashley had always considered him attractive. He looked to be in his late 20's. He was tall, and appeared to have a strong, muscular build. His face was quite handsome, and he had a certain air about him. An air that hinted he was soft-spoken and quite nice. She. To her surprise, he was up and getting dressed. He hadn’t got his shirt on when Marion came in so she could easily see the arrow wound on his abdomen and his arm was in a sling. Before she could even speak Luke asked her: “How bad?” Marion was surprised at first but with Luke she half expected that.“About fifteen to eighteen hundred men headed this way. Possible they came from the lake district.” “Probably heard about Cecilia being crushed.”“Honey you keep forgetting that armies in this day.