Chapter 4

“I think a reading could be arranged. But only if you return the favor.”

Micah tamped down the relief that threatened to loosen his tongue yet again. “I could probably be persuaded with enough drink,” he joked. Lifting his cup, he held it out in toast. “To a most entertaining evening. May my verse prove worthy of your ears.”

Jefferson touched his cup to Micah’s. “And may my verse prove worthy of your long journey.”

Micah smiled and sipped at his coffee. The journey had already proven more than worth it.2