have heard all about Miss Sinclair’s upcoming wedding,” Sylvia assured us.
“ You have?”
“ Yes,” she nodded. “I must say, it seems like it will be a lovely match.”
“ Edmund Harris is a very wealthy man.” My face flushed red at Aunt Dora’s words.
“ So we have heard.” Sylvia turned to discreetly wink my way. I smiled gratefully.
“ How are you finding Hamel, Mrs. Conner?” I asked, eager to change the topic.
“ It is smaller than I am used to, but it has a certain charm to it.” She angled her body towards me. “Tell me, Miss Sinclair, have you been to London?”
“ No. I haven’t been anywhere except here.”
Her face fell slightly, but then she smiled again. “You are going to love it!”
“ I don’t know about that, Sylvia,” Marcus contradicted, “I think Miss Sinclair will find London noisy and too crowded for her taste.”
I was shocked at the intimacy of his assumption. “I am sure London will be just fine for my tastes.”
“ You will miss Hamel.”
“ Undoubtedly!”
“ She’ll come back to visit,” Aunt Dora patted my hand affectionately. I smiled at her.
“ Miss Sinclair,” Sylvia began sweetly, “I noticed a lovely path out back. Would you care to take a walk?”
I looked at Aunt Dora expectantly. I knew which path she was talking about. I had walked many times along that path myself.
“ Would that be alright, Aunt Dora?”
“ Yes. That sounds just lovely. The fresh air will do you good. I always say that the young people need fresh air,” she smiled widely and nodded briskly, making her almost grey curls flop forward.
“ I couldn’t agree more,” Marcus replied heartily.
I couldn’t tell if he was being sincere or poking fun at Aunt Dora, but when I looked over at him, he smiled gently.
“ Well then, it’s agreed. You shall walk with your new friends.” Aunt Dora patted my hands again.
“ Excellent!” Marcus jumped up to offer me his arm while Sylvia and David rose more slowly to follow.
“ Now, don’t stay out too long,” Aunt Dora warned. “It is starting to get chilly already. Winter will be here before we know it.”
“ Don’t worry, Mrs. Sinclair,” Sylvia chuckled, “we’ll have Claudia home before the snow starts falling.”
Chapter Four
Sylvia and David led the way to the path at a fast pace. Marcus and I quickly fell behind so that we were almost alone.
I smiled nervously, tucking a stray curl behind my suddenly warm ears. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”
“ I wanted to meet you.”
My tongue darted out to moisten my dry lips before I caught the bottom one between my teeth. “Can I ask you something?”
He paused in his step. “Of course.”
“ Was last night real, or was I dreaming?”
“ Well that depends.”
“ Depends on what?”
“ On which part you are talking about.”
I dropped my voice to a near whisper. “I found the rose, so it must be true.”
“ Then indeed it must be.” He smiled wide, one eyelid dropping in a playful wink.
I froze in place, my heart thumping wildly in my chest. He walked on a few steps before he turned around to see why I wasn’t following. “Are you coming?”
“ Yeah,” I croaked.
We walked on for a while in a comfortable silence. Sylvia and David were still in sight, but they were far ahead of us by now. The breeze carried Sylvia’s carefree laughter back to us, making me smile.
“ How long have you been living with them?” I asked, pushing my chin in the direction of the happy couple. In the light of day, Marcus towered over me so I had to tilt my head up to see his face, which was absolutely breath taking.
“ A while,” he answered elusively.
“ A while?” I widened my eyes playfully.
“ Tell me about yourself,” he ordered gently.
I loved the smoothness of his voice; the deep tones set my heart at a rapid rhythm. I laughed uncomfortably. “There’s nothing interesting about me.” I hated how airy my voice was.
“ Ah,” he