Midnight Bride
Chapter One
Chapter One
The wind rattled the cottage windowpanes, the pale sun presiding over a day that seemed endless to the young woman who writhed upon the bed. As the next contraction hit in a hard wave, Carrie Trewithan clutched her fingers across her distended belly and was unable to stifle a sharp cry.
The midwife hovered over her, patting a cool cloth to Carrie’s perspiring brow. “There, there, dearie. Try to hold on. ’Twill all be over soon enough, I’ll be bound.” Sarah gave her a broad toothless smile, but the fear in the old woman’s eyes was unmistakable.
Something was going terribly wrong this time. Carrie had labored hard for seventeen hours, all through last night, the morning and into the afternoon, longer than she’d ever done before, and still no babe. She sank back weakly against the pillows of the rough wooden bedstead, her lank brown ha ... read full excerpt from Midnight Bride ebook
