Using one of her cracked cups, she portioned out enough of the concoction to last a week and then brought it back out to where Jane shivered in the cold. She’d made an extra supply of the thick paste Angus used because she had several regulars who suffered the same affliction. She hurried inside and rummaged in the corner where she kept her mixtures and potions. Happens every time there’s a turn in the weather.” “I wondered if I could trouble you for some salve for Angus’s chest. At least now she wouldn’t expect Keeley to invite her inside her cottage. The other woman’s eyes rounded and she took a hasty step back. I find I’m ailing, and I wouldn’t want you to be similarly plagued.” Keeley snapped her attention back to Jane and forced a smile to her lips. “I’m sorry to be bothering you, Keeley, on such a cold day at that,” Jane McNab began. Guarding a contrary animal wasn’t part of her duties. It wasn’t as if all her attention hadn’t been consumed by caring for the warrior. Where had the beast gone? The warrior surely wouldn’t be pleased if he’d lost such a fine animal. She stepped outside with a smile and glanced left and right, frowning when she saw no sign of the animal. That is, until she remembered the warrior’s huge horse that had taken up residence on the side of her cottage. She breathed a little easier when she saw it was simply a neighboring crofter.
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