Roselyn's frowned her forehead as she knitted her eyebrows and looked down at John before traveling her gaze to Ethan and then back to her husband.
"Who will understand and what?" Roselyn asked curving her eyebrows quizzically.
"We were talking about his mother." John intervened adding one more lie to the list.
"The old maid who worked here, she could oppose to our word and spread petty gossip in the village." John continued trying not to meet her gaze. He was not used to lying to her, especially now that they were so close.
"Oh.." Roselyn traveled her gaze unconsciously toward William as she tried to think of a solution.
"Maybe she won't do it not to ruin her imagination and good reputation with William."
John smiled at Roselyn and walked closer to her to wrap his arm around her shoulders, "does my wife feel better?" he asked.
