"It will only take a moment," William said. His gaze shifted from the doctor to his sister. "If you'd like a bit of a stretch, now's your chance."
Tamara offered the doctor an apologetic glance. "Just a moment, if you don't mind, Doctor. As we're stopping."
The man's eyes revealed his impatience but he nodded.
William stepped out of the carriage and put his hands behind his head, then bent backward far enough that his bones popped. With a satisfied sigh he strode to the carriage and vaulted himself up onto the seat beside Farris, who slid aside with what seemed genuine reluctance.
"Thank you, Farris. Relax for a bit."
"Thank you, sir."
Tamara bunched up the folds of her dress and used the single step beside the carriage to drop down to the hard ground, one hand on the door. It surprised her not at all that William neglected to offer her
