Every vase remained perfectly centered and the house looked untouched by time.
Unfortunately, I knew the people inside it far better than the decorating.
Voices drifted through the partially open dining room doors and Edgar announced my arrival causing every conversation to stop and Charles stood first.
“There you are.” He said with a practiced and effortless smile.
“I was beginning to wonder whether traffic had delayed you.” He added.
“It didn’t.” I said.
Victoria crossed the room and kissed my cheek lightly.
“You look beautiful sweetheart.” She said.
“Thank you.” I said.
She stepped back as though we’d spoken only yesterday instead of months ago.
“I’m so glad you came.” Victoria said.
Charlotte rose from her chair with the same graceful smile she’d perfected years e
