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Chapter 7

The smell of fresh coffee permeated the air as he dragged his lean, muscular body out of bed the following morning.  Fresh water was in the bowl and pitcher on the washstand and, if his nose was correct, bread was baking.  He had a pump in the kitchen section of the main room, so the water was easily explained. As for the bread, since he had no oven, he couldn’t imagine how this could be.

He quickly washed up and headed out to the main room His face lit up when he saw the old, cast iron bread roaster that hung on the wall being used in the large fireplace.

The young woman was putting the fireplace to good use by scrambling eggs in bacon grease in a large cast iron frying pan that had also been pulled from its hook on the wall.

“Smells good,” Ian said as he accepted the mug of coffee she offered.  “We have a cook and a mess house for food.  You don’t need to put yourself out like this.”

“It feel

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