Edward had been working in the fields that night, and just came in to settle down for the night. He quaffed down a glass of water Ellis had fetched for him, and told tales of his day at work.
“There are rumors,” he began, “of the things that happen to those who harbor the …show more content…
Edward and I had recently bought the home, and soon after realized there was a secret room behind the bookshelf. Of course we had no use for it before, so we made it into a library. I sighed. It would have to do. I didn’t know how I was going to face Edward tomorrow. Alas, they would need to stay for at least an extra night. Their clothes were tattered, their bodies weak. I needed at least a day to make them a new set of clothes, feed them, and let them regain their strength. Edward would without a doubt be furious. Maybe Ruth could take a break from school tomorrow to help me.
After helping the two into their room, I crawled into bed, thinking the day over. What we were doing could very well get us killed. Any sane person would clearly be incredibly worried at this point. Yet somehow, I went to sleep that night with a smile on my face, and whenever I thought of Charlotte and Ruth, I felt a warmth spread through my entire body. The next morning, I woke with the small smile still glued to my face. I try to hide it from Edward but clearly fail. I saw the hint of a smile on his face as he whispers, “Psychopath.” Of course this only makes my smile