reception, when you can’t? That doesn’t seem right to me. The church service was fine. We saw lots of people. I can go to parties anytime. Why don’t we go down to the kitchen and make something to eat? I make a terrific sandwich and a mean omelette.” Neither of them had eaten dinner. The staff had disappeared for the night, and her mother was upstairs in her room, probably asleep.
“Are you serious? Don’t you think you should go to the reception?” she pressed. She felt guilty for keeping him from going.
“It would be pretty strange if I showed up after I declined.” He laughed again. “They’d think I was out of my mind, and I wouldn’t have a seat. So let’s check out what’s in your icebox, and I’ll dazzle you with my culinary skills.”
“In that suit?” He was wearing white tie and tails, with handsome mother of pearl and diamond studs and cuff links.
“I might take off the jacket, if you won’t be too shocked.” He had on the traditional white piqué tie and vest, also with studs in the vest, all of which he’d had made in Paris with the top hat. He was a very handsome vision, and a perfect match for her.
“I won’t be shocked. I’ll take off my jacket too,” she said, taking off the sable-trimmed velvet jacket that matched her dress, and exposing creamy white shoulders, and a well-shaped bosom that he glanced at discreetly.
“That’s quite a dress,” he said, smiling at her in admiration.
“I’m glad you like it,” she said shyly. The evening suddenly felt very grown-up to her. Her debut ball was the only event of its kind she had ever attended. And she had very much enjoyed going to the wedding with Josiah at her side.
Annabelle led him down to the kitchen and turned on the lights. Everything was immaculate and had been left in perfect order. They checked the icebox and found eggs, butter, cooked vegetables, half a turkey, and some ham. She took most of it out and set it on the kitchen table. And then she found lettuce, and some fresh vegetables in the larder.
She set the table with the kitchen plates, in her evening gown, as Josiah took off his tailcoat and made dinner. He sliced the ham and turkey finely, made a salad, and cooked an excellent cheese omelette in a skillet. It was a delicious meal, as they sat at the kitchen table and chatted, and commented on who they’d seen. He told her little bits of gossip about some of the people she’d met, and she filled him in on some of her friends. It was a lively exchange, and they sat talking long after they finished the meal. She didn’t have the key to the wine cellar, and he said he was delighted with a glass of milk. It was the nicest evening Annabelle had had in years.
They talked about the holidays, and he said he was going to Boston to be with his family for Thanksgiving, but said he would be in New York for Christmas. She reminded herself to ask her mother if they could invite him to Christmas dinner. It was going to be a tough one for them that year. It was hard to believe that a year after her ball their life had changed so dramatically, and she said as much to him.
“You never know in life,” he said quietly. “You have to be grateful for what you have, for as long as you have it. Fate is unpredictable, and sometimes we don’t know how blessed we are until things change.”
She nodded and looked at him sadly. “I knew how blessed we were, and so did my mother. We all did. I always felt lucky to have the parents and brother that I did. I just can’t believe they’re gone,” she said quietly, and as he looked at her, he gently put a hand over hers.
“Sometimes Fate ushers some people out, and when we least expect it, others enter. You just have to believe that things will continue to be good from now on. Your life is just beginning.”
She nodded again. “But for my mother, it’s over. I don’t think she’ll ever recover.” Annabelle worried about her a great deal.
“You don’t know that,” he
“Are you serious? Don’t you think you should go to the reception?” she pressed. She felt guilty for keeping him from going.
“It would be pretty strange if I showed up after I declined.” He laughed again. “They’d think I was out of my mind, and I wouldn’t have a seat. So let’s check out what’s in your icebox, and I’ll dazzle you with my culinary skills.”
“In that suit?” He was wearing white tie and tails, with handsome mother of pearl and diamond studs and cuff links.
“I might take off the jacket, if you won’t be too shocked.” He had on the traditional white piqué tie and vest, also with studs in the vest, all of which he’d had made in Paris with the top hat. He was a very handsome vision, and a perfect match for her.
“I won’t be shocked. I’ll take off my jacket too,” she said, taking off the sable-trimmed velvet jacket that matched her dress, and exposing creamy white shoulders, and a well-shaped bosom that he glanced at discreetly.
“That’s quite a dress,” he said, smiling at her in admiration.
“I’m glad you like it,” she said shyly. The evening suddenly felt very grown-up to her. Her debut ball was the only event of its kind she had ever attended. And she had very much enjoyed going to the wedding with Josiah at her side.
Annabelle led him down to the kitchen and turned on the lights. Everything was immaculate and had been left in perfect order. They checked the icebox and found eggs, butter, cooked vegetables, half a turkey, and some ham. She took most of it out and set it on the kitchen table. And then she found lettuce, and some fresh vegetables in the larder.
She set the table with the kitchen plates, in her evening gown, as Josiah took off his tailcoat and made dinner. He sliced the ham and turkey finely, made a salad, and cooked an excellent cheese omelette in a skillet. It was a delicious meal, as they sat at the kitchen table and chatted, and commented on who they’d seen. He told her little bits of gossip about some of the people she’d met, and she filled him in on some of her friends. It was a lively exchange, and they sat talking long after they finished the meal. She didn’t have the key to the wine cellar, and he said he was delighted with a glass of milk. It was the nicest evening Annabelle had had in years.
They talked about the holidays, and he said he was going to Boston to be with his family for Thanksgiving, but said he would be in New York for Christmas. She reminded herself to ask her mother if they could invite him to Christmas dinner. It was going to be a tough one for them that year. It was hard to believe that a year after her ball their life had changed so dramatically, and she said as much to him.
“You never know in life,” he said quietly. “You have to be grateful for what you have, for as long as you have it. Fate is unpredictable, and sometimes we don’t know how blessed we are until things change.”
She nodded and looked at him sadly. “I knew how blessed we were, and so did my mother. We all did. I always felt lucky to have the parents and brother that I did. I just can’t believe they’re gone,” she said quietly, and as he looked at her, he gently put a hand over hers.
“Sometimes Fate ushers some people out, and when we least expect it, others enter. You just have to believe that things will continue to be good from now on. Your life is just beginning.”
She nodded again. “But for my mother, it’s over. I don’t think she’ll ever recover.” Annabelle worried about her a great deal.
“You don’t know that,” he
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