but she could believe it now. om Gilead itself) would mount any sort of attack on them—not here—but it wasn’t entirely out of the question, either. “Ye also said ye’d heard he was fond of strong drink and berry-girls. Bugger finishing the job, I want a damned drink.
She dropped to her knees in the muddy garden and abruptly began chopping sharproot vines, tossing the roots themselves toward the side of the house with quick, accurate throws. He looked frightened, but as he took Susan’s hands in his own and spoke to her, his voice was calm and soothing. “Hurry up, Jake,” Susannah murmured. In the middle distance, bright sunshine twanged off bright steel.
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