Chapter 38

“What did youmean?” he asked, before she could get going again. “Is Rob one of them?”

“I only meant...can he do it? That’s all.” She sounded unsure, which was the first time in all the years he’d known her that he’d heard her sound less than a hundred percent certain about anything, ever. “Like Arthur could.”

There was another silence.

Clearly, they had all been hoarding information.

Rob cleared his throat. “Like Arthur could?” he repeated.

“Yes. I’m not a fool, Robert Curland, despite being in skirts. I knew there was something odd about what was wrong with him when he wouldn’t let me examine him. He wasn’t like the old country boys, who don’t like a woman seeing their naked chest outside the bedroom.”

Rob blushed and Matty snorted painfully through his nose despite his exhausted misery.