“Fer if ye dinna, it’ll watch ye. OLD WOMAN NORA FROM LOCH LOMOND TO HER THREE WEE GRANDDAUGHTERS ONE COLD EVENING Caitlyn opened her eyes to a darkened room, a streak of bright sunlight breaking through a crack between the heavy curtains. She looked at the clock and immediately sat up, her sleepiness disappearing. Almost ten o’clock! Goodness, she’d slept late! She started to rise, then realized that no sounds permeated the house. With a smile, she dropped back onto her pillows and snuggled ben...eath the covers. Muiren had already been here, since the fire crackled merrily in the grate. She’d been so exhausted when she’d finally fallen asleep that she’d slept right through the maid’s morning visit. It was all so different from the vicarage, where thinner curtains let the morning light stream in and stirred the inhabitants to action at the break of dawn. It was luxurious to lie in bed in a blissfully warm room in the middle of a cool fall morning, the heavy sheets soft on her skin.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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