Swiftcurrent Creek I got my fists on the kitchen table

They were both tired. Heavens! She had her work cut out for her, didn't she!

Looks like I'll be taking over for both of you then, Lyn said with a teasing tone.

Over time— ?

To hell with that! He would rest now, if she had anything to say about it. And all that knew her were well aware she always had a say.

I think not— She bit back, a scornful, motherly expression upon her face. You will rest now. Both of you. Not later.

Oh— but he needed her help with another thing! If she wasn't already so sour, she may have found delight in this. It struck something within her- to know others needed her help.

Yeah, yeah... I'll keep my eye open for one. She brushed it off as if it meant nothing, but Akavir should have known better.