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Quentin returned with the cigars. Drake thanked him, and they departed.

Outside, she said, “Thank you. What an awful man.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I know some people aren’t happy with the way things have changed since the war, but it’s no longer unlawful for her to learn to read.”

“Correct. And I applaud you for challenging Bascom the way you did.”

“It helped to have a pirate with me.”

“Always at your service, mademoiselle. Where to next?”

“To see Abner Little at Caldwell’s Butcher Shop and Remus Blue, the sexton at St. Augustine’s Church.”

Both men were as disappointed with the news as Dina and Eb had been, and on the ride back to Julianna’s home, her own disappointment rose again. It lessened as she reminded herself that she had made a difference in their lives, even if she never found another classroom. She also held on to the hope that the nuns would offer a solution.

She glanced over at Drake. He’d been the champion she’d needed back at the cigar shop. Alone, she doubted Bascom would’ve been brought to heel. Threatening the man’s profits had been an excellent strategy. There wasn’t a shop owner on earth who viewed losing a group of valued customers as a sound business practice. Having him by her side had made a difference for her and Dina. She’d be forever grateful.

They found his mother seated at her desk in her study. “Welcome back. Did you locate your students?”

Val answered, “Yes, we did.”

“Good. Drake, are you staying for dinner?” It was now late afternoon.

“No. I’m going home. I’ll see you in a day or two.” To Val, he said, “I enjoyed our time together.”

“I did as well.”

“Maybe we can do it again, soon.”

She didn’t say yes, but didn’t say no, either.

He said, “I’ll bring my marbles next time.”

She couldn’t suppress her smile. “Only if you don’t mind parting with them.”

“I love a challenge.”

“I sense that.”

He bowed. “Until we meet again. Goodbye,cheri. Goodbye, Mama.”

Val watched him leave, and when she turned back, Julianna was viewing her pensively.

“Ma’am?” Val asked.

Julianna waved off the question. “Nothing. Have a seat and let’s discuss what we can do about your immediate future.”


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