“If there happens to be anything you need from me—my parents have a fine collection of woolly hogs and would happily send one on the next coach if you desire.” His lips twitch again. “As kind as your offer is, I fear that I would not know what to do with a woolly hog.” “They’re wonderful to hug,” I say solemnly. “Quite soft, if you don’t mind the smell.” “I’ll keep that in mind.”
