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CHAPTER FOUR the weight of a parent
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FOR TEN SOLID DAYS NOW, EVELYN ROBIN HAS BEEN SICK TO HER STOMACH. She couldn't stop throwing up, certain smells made her nauseous, and parts of her body were even more sore than usual. She didn't know what was wrong with her, and she intended on finding out what was going on today. But first, she had to wait until her husband left for his business trip.
They were standing outside together and Evelyn was watching as her husband finished loading up the back of their wagon with crates of honey and other necessary supplies that he would need for his two day business trip. And when Christopher finished, he covered up the back of the wagon and turned around to face her.
"All set?"
"All set," Christopher echoed.
Evelyn walked up to him, reaching and loosely looping her arms around his neck. "Have a safe trip, okay?"
"Are you certain that you're feeling okay?" Christopher asked, his voice laced with concern. "I can stay home with you and visit the markets to sell honey another day."
She caressed her fingers through his hair. "I am perfectly okay," she lied. "Go on your trip, my love. I'll be fine."
Christopher sighed as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her a little closer. "Alright, I'll go. But I'll be back before you even know it."
"You better," Evelyn said playfully.
He smiled before leaning down and giving her a kiss that made her heart flutter. When he pulled away, Christopher leaned his forehead against her own. "I love you."
"I love you," she echoed.
With another kiss, her husband was off.
The moment his cart was out of sight, Evelyn took a deep breath and rushed back inside their home to grab what she needed. After securing a brown cloak that smelt like a mixture of the forest and Christopher around her shoulders, she grabbed her coin purse off the table and left in a hurry.
