Page 63 of All In Good Time

Chapter 16

Scanningthe roadway for any sign, Sara and Logan slowly made their way down the path where the accident occurred. They were hoping to come upon a narrow area where only one horse could pass at a time. So far, they’d seen a few areas that fit the description, but there was no sign of a disturbance having happened there.

“I hope we find something soon,” Sara said.

“Dinnae fear, at the very least I can find the place where he fell. Finding the plant may be difficult though.”

“What if we can’t find it?” Sara worried.

“Then Rory will die.”

It was a simple and true statement, but not one Sara wanted to hear. “And you’ll marry Aisla.”

“Aye. I will. I have given my word and I cannae take it back,” he stated, sounding as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

“We’ll find it, I know we will. It should be fairly obvious, wouldn’t you think?” Sara pictured it in her mind and thought if life was anything like the criminal investigation shows she liked to watch, then it would practically jump right out at them.

“Mayhap, but it’s rained since then and evidence of the fall may have been washed away. I wouldnae get me hopes up if I were ye.”

Why was he being such a pessimist. “Grrr…”

“Did ye just growl at me, lass?” He had a note of amusement in his voice.

“I’m growling at the situation and yes, at you,” she replied.

Logan chuckled, which made Sara want to growl even more.

“You’re impossible,” she said instead. He laughed again.

“How can you think this is funny. This is Rory’s life… our lives we’re talking about.”

“Because if I dinnae laugh about it, I’ll surely cry and I dinnae wish fer ye to see me as anything but the braw man I am.” The twinkle in his eye told her he was teasing.

It was Sara’s turn to laugh. What was the point in fighting it? Edna was here to help Rory and she simply had to believe that he would live. Any other thoughts left her feeling hopeless, something she tried to avoid in her life. She was a determined optimist for the most part. That’s not to say there weren’t days when she felt completely down and without hope, but she did her best to keep those at a minimum, believing that as far as the universe was concerned, you get what you give.

Logan stopped his horse in front of her as they came to a particularly narrow ledge that, to Sara’s eye, seemed almost impassable, with a nauseatingly long drop off the edge.

“I think this could be the spot,” Logan said as he dismounted.

“How could it be. His horse fell, but not down the ravine. This doesn’t appear wide enough for that.” Sara dismounted and walked to his side.

“Look around the corner there.” Logan pointed to a spot that was wider, but yet still treacherous to someone taking a tumble from a horse. “Leave the horses here. Let’s take a look.”

They crept past the narrowest section. Sara hugged the wall and kept her eyes from looking down. She was terrified of heights, but she wasn’t about to tell Logan. He’d probably make her go back to stand with the horses. She breathed a huge sigh of relief as they rounded the corner and came to a spot where the path widened again. The ground around them appeared no worse for wear, but gazing down the side, which would have facilitated a rolling fall by Rory, they could see many broken branches and signs of a body sliding downhill.

“Stay here, I’m going down,” Logan said.

“No. I’m going with you,” Sara insisted, fighting back the nausea and dizziness that were overcoming her at the thought of it.

“Sara. Dinnae be so damned stubborn. ’Tis nae safe fer us both to go down there. Ye must stay here.”

She was gritting her teeth and digging her heels in. No way was she staying up here alone.

“If anything happens to me, I’ll need ye to be able to go fer help. Do ye understand?” He had his hands on her shoulders and was gazing into her eyes.

Wow. He really knew how to make her melt. “Okay,” she said.

“Good, lass. I’ll be careful, I promise.” He leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips.