Tag: I love this

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Idelle looked up as a purse full of coins was dumped unceremoniously on the dresser where she sat, unweaving her sleep braid.

“What’s that for?” She asked, not bothering to put any politeness into the words.

“It’s money for a gravestone. I can show you where we buried her.”

Idelle turned to look at Anne Bonny. She was wearing her hat again, pulled low so she could only see the slight downturn of her lips.

“Why?”

Anne shrugged.

“You were right. She didn’t deserve what I done to her. Don’t know about him. I reckon most men could do with a knife in the gut now and then. But she didn’t deserve it. Nothing I can do for her now, but I can do this, see she gets something proper to remember her to her friends. To you.”

Idelle nodded, not quite trusting her voice, and Anne turned and left the room as silently as she’d arrived.

She waited until the door was shut and she was sure she was alone, then she allowed herself to cry for her friend, for Charlotte.