Nate was with Anne. A night in his childhood room on a worn out bed surrounded by dusty furniture and boxes had not given him an idyllic sleep. Throw in the raised voices of his brother and sister-in-law, for just tuppence more. What a bloody mess they were. It was probably Toby's fault. So, when the order came for Anne to leave, Nate eagerly volunteered to chaperone her home, to safeguard a young girl yes, but more selfishly, get the hell out of Castleford.. again.

Nate wasn't blind to the effect being torn from her sister had on Anne. "Anne? Are you alright?" Nate asked as the carriage bumped along the track