Hearts In The Highlands. Ruth Morren Axtell
toward the middle of the square.
“Timmy!” The single word stopped the boy in his tracks. Timmy stared round eyed at Reid’s sharp tone. “Take hold of Miss Norton’s hand if you don’t want to feel the palm of mine on your backside.”
Timmy debated for only an instant. He dragged his toes in the dusty path but he didn’t disobey. As soon as he was at Miss Norton’s side, he gave her his hand and put the thumb of the other in his mouth, staring at his uncle as if he’d suddenly sprouted horns.
As they walked toward the house, Reid said to Miss Norton, “Don’t let them forget who’s in charge.”
She gave him a quick look. But she said nothing, only pressed her lips together and looked down at the ground. “Yes, sir.”
Wondering if he’d said something wrong, he walked alongside her and the children in silence to his aunt’s house. He’d been only trying to help. Had he offended Miss Norton in some way?
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