“I was tempted at times,” Ruth said. “But whenever I grew weak, I remembered what I was doing this for and my resolve strengthened.”
“Why were you doing it?” I asked.
“Love,” she said simply, her eyes somewhat distant as she seemed to travel to another time and place. I wondered who she was thinking about, and if she would even tell me if I asked.
“Love is a foolish reason to do anything,” Claire said.
“I agree,” Ian replied. “Love is for fools.”
As I lowered my head, some hurt finding its way into my chest, Ruth snapped her attention to Ian. “You do not deserve my daughter’s love.”
Ian huffed a harsh laugh. “Well you are just a hypocrite, aren’t you? Here you are protecting some rogue lover, but condemning me. At least I’m not an outlaw. I have a home and a reputation. I have a life
