Page 63 of In the Shadows


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he had a creeping suspicion that if he were to look he would find

Wolcott among them. But if he opened the case, if he read what

was in there, who was to say he wouldn’t catch the same obsession

that had orphaned him?

No. It was bad luck for Charles and Thomas, and he was sorry

for them, but he would not give up what he had here to try and

save them.

They would have to save themselves.

With a weary sigh, he pulled the unopened letters he’d stolen

from Mary’s house out from beneath his pillow. Tapping on the

aged, thick paper of the envelopes, his fingers hovered, and then

he tucked them back away. He’d burn them tonight, rid himself of

this link, and then convince Mrs. Johnson to send Charles and

Thomas away.

Arthur’s jaw tightened. It wasn’t because he was jealous of

losing so much of the girls’ attentions — it wasn’t. He had seen it

in Cora, but it did not bother him because she seemed genuinely

happy. Minnie, however. He had seen her, more and more, with

something desperate but determined in her face as she looked away

from him and to Charles.

He couldn’t lose her.

Them. He couldn’t lose them. He had to protect them. His life

before them had been controlled by fear, but the day he decided to

stay, they became the foundation of his world.

He walked silently down the narrow wooden stairs to the sec-

ond floor, passing the girls’ room and pausing, as was his habit, to

listen for their soft sleeping murmurings and make sure that every-

thing sounded as it should.

Satisfied, he went to the kitchen, unlocking it with his key.

He’d eat before anyone else was awake. He could go sleep for a

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