Wade. âHonestly, Abrianna, itâs not like I live in a cave somewhere. Just because Iâm not always hanging around here doesnât mean I donât know about things. Besides, I helped with the move here and know that the Booths live just down the street. Iâve encountered you and Mrs. Booth on many occasions.â
âGood. Iâm glad you recall them. Sometimes itâs been my experience that men are less observant about such things. I donât understand if itâs because they have a great deal on their minds or they simply donât care.â She looked at Militine. âRemember,I was mentioning the other day how Kolbein has trouble remembering the names of the young ladies here at the school and how that really surprised me? After all, he is a lawyer and you would think such a duty would require a good memory. Of course, Aunt Selma says itâs probably because he came to us by way of Chicago. Sheâs absolutely certain that town is full of degenerates and ninnies, although Kolbein truly seems to be neither.â
âAbrianna, please!â Wadeâs exasperated tone made it clear heâd reached the limit of his patience.
âI apologize.â She offered Wade a sympathetic smile. âI am given to the details, you know. Anyway, as you all may know, Lenore and Kolbein both come from money. And both have tender hearts when it comes to helping those in need. I have managed to convince Lenore that, with proper funding, I could extend considerable help to the poor of Seattle.â
âIn what way?â Wadeâs expression showed great concern.
Militine held her breath. With Abrianna a person could never be certain as to what would come next, but no doubt it wouldnât be a simple matter.
âLenore is giving me a substantial sum of money so I can rent a little building down near the wharf. It is quite close to where you work on the boats, Thane.â She hurried on, not waiting for any comment or protest, as was Abriannaâs fashion. Militine had come to expect this as much as the others and didnât try to stop her.
âI have already spoken to the owner. He will allow us to paint it and fix it up in order that I might run a food house for the poor. Given its location, the old sailors will find it quite convenient, and it wonât be that far removed from the more destitute parts of town. Those folks might also find it easy to locate. All that is required is some cleaning and mending.
âThatâs where you three come in. I will need help preparingthe place, and then, of course, I know my aunts would feel better if I could have one or both of you men present when Iâm actually there feeding the poor.â
âIs that what they said?â Wade fixed her with a stern look. âOr is that what youâre hoping will be the case?â
Abrianna had the decency to squirm a bit in her chair. Militine had seen the young woman manipulate situations and cajole people to accomplish most anything she desired, but she didnât seem to be able to push Wade around.
âI feel confident,â the redhead began, âthat your presence will assure them of my safety. They truly trust you, Wade. You, too, Thane, and I figure you both have to eat lunch just like the rest. I plan to serve only the noon meal, you see. Andââ
âAbrianna.â Wadeâs tone was one of an insistent father with a child.
Militine smiled at Abriannaâs reaction. She crossed her arms against her chest and sat back in the chair. âAll right. I havenât told them yet. I wanted to make sure I had your support first. If I donât have your help, then Iâll need to find someone else, and given the fact that Pastor Klingle has just died and his funeral will be the focus of our attention for this week, I wanted to secure your assistance before things got out of hand.â
For a moment silence fell on the room, something most