Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 73963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
“I would, of course, find you out here flirting with my wife,” Ashington said as he approached his wife and brother.
“You did steal her from me at the altar,” Nicholas drawled. “This is but the least I can do.”
“You never saw the doorway of a church. Yours was the shortest engagement in London’s history,” Ashington replied then took the spot beside his wife. His hand slipped over hers.
“Indeed, Brother, it was. What is most difficult to accept about it is that my story still has not made it into one of Miriam’s novels.”
This was not the first time Nicholas had asked when he would become a character in one of her novels. Miriam lifted her shoulders in a shrug. “Perhaps I am waiting to write you into a novel until your story has its proper happy ending.”
Both Nicholas and Ashington laughed then as if the idea that Nicholas would one day settle down was ridiculous. Miriam only smiled. She knew the day would come and possibly very soon.
Miriam looked out over the field just as Whitney chased after a giggling Abigail. Although Whitney’s limp would never be completely gone, it was barely noticeable now. She could walk and even run without pain or exhaustion. Everything she had dreamed of for her sister was coming true.
The warm June sunshine and the sounds of the children’s laughter made for a perfect day on the grounds of Chatwick Hall.
The End