A Place of Refuge

“Oh, I don’t know. I—”

“Some of the boarders usually gather there for a bit after dinner and continue with whatever conversations they were having, or speak to someone else they didn’t have a chance to speak with. It’s a way for you to get to know the others,” he added, hoping to persuade her to join them. The week had been overly long waiting for a glimpse of her just to know for sure that she was recovering.

“I suppose I should get to know everyone. It appears I might be here for a while.”

“I’m glad to hear that,” Luke said, a little unsure whether to offer his arm to her again. Everyone else headed toward the parlor singly and he didn’t want her to feel awkward.

She saved him from making a decision as she began to walk unaccompanied. He fell into step beside her, feeling a bit awkward himself, but needing to ask. “How are you feeling?”

She stopped and turned to him. “Much better, thank you. I’ll be going to work on Monday.”

“That’s good news.” He was glad to know that she was getting better physically, but...he had to know. “How are you adjusting? I’m sure it’s hard to be away from your sister and nephews.”

Kathleen looked at him questioningly.

“They were there that day in the park.” Luke remembered them pleading with their aunt not to send their papa to jail that day. How hard that must have been for her. The man should have been locked up. But she’d chosen to honor her nephews’ pleas instead of assuring her and her sister of a few days of peace.

“Yes, they were.” Her gaze met his and her eyes were bright with what he thought might be unshed tears. “I— Mr. Patterson, I never really had a chance to thank you that day. You saved my sister and me from his fists and I’d like to thank you now.”

“I just happened to be in the right place at the right time. I only wish I could have saved you from this last episode.” He nodded toward her face.

Her hand came up to touch her cheekbone and she smiled. “But you did save me from crumpling at Mrs. Heaton’s feet.”

“I’m glad I was here. Have you heard from your sister?”

“I have. I received a letter from her just yesterday and that’s made me feel better. At least she and my nephews were all right when she wrote it. And we’ll be keeping in contact through a neighbor. I still can’t remember all of what actually happened that night. I only know what I’ve been told and the bits and pieces that come to me. I must admit, I’m relieved I won’t be going back, but I don’t know when I’ll see my sister and the boys again.”

They’d reached the parlor by then and Luke said quietly, “I’ll be praying for them to stay safe and for you to be able to see them soon.”

“Luke, Miss O’Bryan, come on in. We’re going to play charades,” Ben called.

“Charades?” Kathleen asked as they entered the room and took a seat on one of the sofas.

“Is it new to you?” Luke asked.

“I don’t know. How do you play it?”

“It’s a game where we guess a word or phrase from one’s pantomime.”

Kathleen shrugged and smiled. “I’m not sure. I’ll watch tonight and perhaps play another time.”

“All right. But once you catch on, feel free to join in,” Elizabeth said.

For the next half hour, the others put on quite a show, trying to draw Kathleen into the game. But she held her ground and, while Luke was sure she’d caught on, she only watched and laughed at everyone’s antics.

She had a light melodious laugh, one he would like to hear more often. Hopefully, he would. She’d be staying here, at least for the foreseeable future, and it relieved his mind to know that she wouldn’t be living in the tenements. Never again would she live in those conditions, if he had anything to do with it.

* * *

Suddenly feeling exhausted, Kathleen said, “I think I’ll go up now, if you’ll all excuse me.”

“Are you all right?” Luke asked in a quiet voice.

She nodded her head. “I’m just a bit tired.”

“We’re glad you joined us,” Elizabeth said. “You are going with us tomorrow, aren’t you?”

“I am. What time do I need to be ready?”

“I don’t think we need to leave until after lunch, do you?” Elizabeth looked around the group for confirmation.

“That won’t give us a lot of time,” Ben said, “but perhaps for Kathleen’s first outing, we shouldn’t make it a long day.”

“I don’t want you changing your plans for me. I can go another time,” Kathleen said.

“Oh, no. We want you to come along,” Julia said. “We’ll go back again.”

“Then I’ll be glad to go. Thank you all for making me feel so welcome tonight.”

“It’s nice to have a new boarder. With Michael and Violet married and gone, we’ve felt a bit...” Elizabeth’s voice trailed off.

“Bored with each other, is what she’s trying to say,” Luke said. He grinned down at Kathleen.

“I did not mean that, Luke,” Elizabeth said. “But now that you mention it, you might be right.”

Everyone laughed, including Luke. Circumstances had always been serious when they were together and Kathleen had never heard him laugh. The sound was deep and husky like his voice, and it flooded her with warmth and seemed to brighten her mood. It was good to know there was laughter in this home.

“Good night,” Kathleen said as she left the parlor. She went upstairs and readied herself for bed, thinking how nice all the boarders had been. Mrs. Heaton was right. They didn’t ask questions she didn’t want to answer, as she’d feared they might when she finally joined them for dinner tonight. Instead, everyone had gone out of their way to make her feel comfortable.

Kathleen thought it would be a while before she really felt at home here—at least until she learned to choose her eating utensils without checking to see what everyone else was using.

She pulled out her Bible and read Psalms 121:8 about the Lord preserving her going out and coming in from now on and for always. Peace stole over her. She was safe here. She prayed that Colleen and her boys would remain safe across town in a completely different world than the one she was in now. And she thanked the Lord for seeing her safely here. He had a plan. Kathleen knew He did. She only needed to trust that the Lord would reveal it in His time.

As she closed her eyes, her last waking thought was about Luke. There was something about his smile that put a hitch in her breath, and the concern in his eyes made her feel special in a way no one ever had. He made her feel a sense of safety she’d never known before. And yet, she warned herself that even Luke might not be the kind of man he seemed to be. From what she’d seen of men in the last few years...one never knew.

Chapter Three

Kathleen went down to breakfast for the first time the next morning to find Mrs. Heaton, Elizabeth and Ben already at the table.

“Good morning, Kathleen.” Mrs. Heaton smiled from the head of the table. “I’m glad you felt like coming down this morning. As you can see, we all eat breakfast at different times. Just help yourself, dear.” She motioned to the sideboard.

Kathleen was a bit disappointed that Luke wasn’t there, but tried not to show it as she picked up a plate on the sideboard and chose some fluffy scrambled eggs, bacon and a biscuit. She was going to have to watch that she didn’t gain weight living here, for the fare was much more than she was used to.

“Good morning. Have the others already had breakfast?” Kathleen took the seat she’d sat in the night before and was happy to see the utensil setting was one she could manage—one knife, one fork and a spoon.

“I’m not sure, but possibly,” Elizabeth said. “I slept in today.”

“Luke ate earlier. I ran into him on my way in,” Ben said. “He went down to get some writing done so he could go on the outing with us.”