“Bridget was the first to bow forward and inspect our weapons. “May I hold my sickle? Just for a moment?”

“Sure,” said Nikolas with a chuckle, handing it to her. “Show us your moves.”

“Twirl it!” blurted Anthony.

“Go on, Bridge. Bring that baby in!” Gillian looped her hips with animation.

To Anthony’s delight, Bridget began to twirl the sickle as though it were an extension of her arm. “Patrick?” he called over his shoulder. “Will Bridget’s room be next to mine?”