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I took his hand—the one that had held the dirk, the plow, the pen that wrote love letters to me across two centuries.

“He has your stubbornness,” I said, laying a hand on his shoulder. “He cut his hand on a broken bottle at Helwater and refused to cry. I watched from the kitchen window. You were mending a fence. You both bled, and neither of you made a sound.” outlander s07 m4b

Jamie moved. Not as a general. Not as a Jacobite. As a father. I took his hand—the one that had held

Jamie’s hand stopped. The silence between us was a living thing, a third presence in the room. I watched from the kitchen window

And then I saw him.

The Battle of Yorktown was not a painting. It was a butcher’s yard. I held the hands of boys as they died, calling for mothers who were two centuries away. I saw Ian fight like a Mohawk wolf, silent and deadly. I saw Rachel tend wounds with the ferocious tenderness of a woman who has chosen love over peace.

Jamie sat by the fire, sharpening his dirk. The shing-shing of stone on steel was a prayer. He was not looking at the blade. He was looking through it, at a boy he’d seen only twice from a distance: once as a golden-haired child in a London garden, and once as a young officer whose eyes held no recognition.