She’s Rough Around the Edges, but She Means Well

Chapter 11 of The Ballad of Abigail Lambert

“Good lord, Abigail.” Benjamin told her. For all the times Abigail had dwelled on these memories, moments in time where mistakes bore heavy on her soul, she’d never attempted to reflect upon or even understand the continuity that stitched them together. Such a task would’ve proved too painful any other time, but now that she was no longer alone…