NOT MY WORK!
link'It seems so wrong to leave.' Ichabod said. Katrina was straightening out his jacket, tweaking it here and there. 'But I must do something.'
Young Masbeth hobbled past them, lugging several cases and throwing them into the carriage.
'I only wish you'd let me come with you.' Katrina muttered, looking up at him.
'I cannot have you in harms way.' Ichabod replied.
'What harm is there?' She snapped suddenly. 'Sleepy Hollow is ridden of it's danger!'
Ichabod cupped her face with his hands.
'Emotional danger, my love.' He said softly. 'Like you just demonstrated.'
He released her.
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