Mary Peace Finley
Award-winning author of books for young people
"I will, Mother." Duncan took the package--and the opportunity to escape.
"But, Mother, the Earl should not ha' asked you to knit this in only one
day's time. You've worked all night."
"No, he should not have." Duncan's mother reached behind her and
pulled Duncan's little sister, Fiona, from the folds of her skirt where she
was hiding. "I think your father has forgotten. That was the way of those
'fine, wonderful days' of 'More!' and 'Now!"
John's droopy moustache flared. His eyes shot from his wife, over the golden hair of his
daughter, and riveted on Duncan. "King James will bring new hope, even for a fisher's son! Ye
will see!" He grabbed his pipe and stomped away."
© Mary Peace Finley 2012
