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Page 66 of All In Good Time

The fireplacein Edna’s room was a good place to communicate with Maggie. She made sure the door was locked and no one was around before she sat in front of it.

“Maggie, can ye hear me?” They’d agreed to a time and day for this exchange. She hoped Maggie was there.

“Aye, I’m here,” Maggie replied.

“I was worried ye’d ferget,” Edna said.

“Ye ken me better than that. I need to ken what’s happening. I’d not miss it.”

“Things are pretty grim, but I believe there’s a slight chance we can save Rory. It all depends on what Sara and Logan find at the accident site.”

“If ye need any help from this end, ye’ll let me know, right?”

“I will. How’s yer Uncle?”

“He misses ye,” Maggie said.

“I miss him as well. Ye’ll tell him fer me?”

“Of course.”

“Tell him all is well here and I should be back soon.”

“So, what do ye think is wrong with Rory?” Maggie asked.

“It may be poisoning, but we’re nae sure how. ’Tis why we’ve sent Logan and Sara off to survey the place of the accident. I hope they’ll recover some plants that may give me an answer.”

“Would anyone have poisoned his food?”

“I dinnae believe so. They’ve been quite careful with him. Only a select few people are taking care of him.”

“Hmmm… Sounds odd.”

“Aye. ’Tis a puzzle. We’ll sort it out though.”

“I hope so. So many people would be affected by his death.”

“Too many.”

“All is well here at the Inn. No need fer ye to worry. Dylan has the kitchen and dining room under control, and I’m handling the front desk and the magic,” she teased.

“That’s my lass,” Edna said. “I know I can count on ye to run the inn like a well-oiled machine in my absence.”

“Do you need anything else from me?” Maggie asked.

“Nae, love. If I do, I’ll be in touch. In the meantime, wish me luck.”

“Good luck, but ye willnae need it. All will be well, I can feel it.”

Edna said goodbye to her niece and felt a sense of relief. If Maggie told her all would be well, then it would be. She had been gifted with the sight, as had Edna, only Edna didn’t always trust hers and Maggie did.

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