On the way back, Evelyn Ford left the food and quilts she'd scavenged from the ten people's villa for the refugees they passed.
They arrived back at the farm at 8:30 PM the following day. Fairgate was as lifeless as ever.
Evelyn Ford took Lola and Red Bird out of her space. "This trip was so rushed, I can't believe I forgot about them."
Ronan Kendrick snickered.
"I'm sorry, you two. I'll make it up to you when I get the chance."
Lola chattered away, accusing Evelyn of tossing them in her space and ignoring them for days. Feeling guilty, Evelyn quickly produced some small treats as an apology.
Back at the farm entrance, the main gate was shut tight. The snow outside had been swept clean. 'Officer Graham and the others must have cleared it, worried the path would be difficult when we got back.'
Evelyn Ford blew her whistle. Two wolf-dogs began to bark furiously, and ten minutes later, everyone came out.
"Is that Evelyn and Ronan?"
"Mr. Graham, it's us."
