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mind and she felt sweat beading up on her forehead.
    â€œAre ye all right, Missus?”
    Sarah’s stomach lurched and she turned to catch a glimpse of Siobhan even though she knew the baby was safe with Sophia.
    What is wrong with me?
    â€œJust a little warm in here,” Sarah said.
    Mike stood up and she got eye contact with him. He nodded toward the door.
    â€œListen, Jenny. I need to go. I’m sure whatever you decide to do will be fine. Your mother will just be happy to have you back safe and sound.”
    Sarah hurried toward the door where she met Mike. He put a hand on her shoulder but addressed the people following him out the door.
    â€œI’ll be having a private word with me wife now,” he said. “You all know what you need to do. So start packing. If the weather’s decent, we’ll leave by the end of the week.”
    â€œHow? On horseback?” Tommy asked.
    â€œWe have three wagons and eight horses,” Mike said, turning and exiting the room.
    â€œWill we stop at the compound on the way?” Liddy asked.
    â€œAye. And load up what we can. Mind you, we’ll be back before winter sets in for anything we’ve left behind.” He gave a meaningful look to Sarah. She knew his words were meant to reassure her.
    They didn’t.
    She walked ahead of him down the stone lined hallway. The convent had six rooms off the center aisle. She, Mike and Siobhan slept in the far room across from Mother Superior’s office. She walked there now, waited for him to cross the threshold and then pulled the door behind him.
    â€œWhat was all that crap about taking the castle? Were you serious?” She stood with her hands on her hips. She knew she looked the very picture of a strident fishwife but she couldn’t help herself.
    â€œJust worst case scenario, Sarah.”
    â€œBut you said nobody could take the castle!”
    Mike ran a hand through his hair and went to the bed where he sat down gingerly. A dark bruise was visible on his jaw from his time in the water yesterday.
    Sarah knew she was being unreasonable. He’d just had a horrifying experience—escaping near death--and had the stitches and contusions to prove it.
    â€œAye. And nobody can take it—unless you trust the wrong people.”
    â€œYou mean trick them. Tell them anything to get them to lower the drawbridge so we can blast ‘em?”
    â€œWhile I generally appreciate your American approach to things, Sarah, there’ll be no need to blast anyone. I’m dead sure we can work something out.”
    â€œWhat if they don’t want to share their castle with us?”
    â€œThey won’t have a say in the matter. Don’t fash yourself, Sarah. The place might well be uninhabited. Castles are cold drafty places.”
    â€œSo now we’re the bad guys?”
    He looked at her with surprise. “How can ye say that?”
    â€œAttacking a castle? Taking it from people who were there first?”
    â€œSure they can stay,” he said, massaging his knee. “If they behave themselves.”
    â€œDo you hear yourself?”
    â€œLook, Sarah, I ken that history isn’t your strong point but in this part of the world there are three ways to come into possession of a property. Either ye buy it, inherit it or ye take it. And they’re all equally valid.”
    â€œThat’s abominable. And it’s not even a rationale.”
    â€œDuly noted.”
    The fury built up inside her until she thought she might slap him—even as bruised as he was. He was doing his usual steamrolling decision-making for the whole community and nobody but Sarah seemed to mind.
    But she did mind. She minded very much. Before she could decide if words would have any further affect on him, there was a loud rap on the door. Sarah jumped at the sound.
    The door opened and Fiona stuck her head in.
    â€œOy,” she said with an elfin grin. “If you two can table the