briefly considered becoming a botanist rather than a physician. His life wouldnât be in this present state of disarray if heâd become a botanist or landscape architectâanything other than a medical doctor.
The clerk called out his fatherâs name, and both girls jumped down. âCan we come and see your room, Grandpap?â
Any sign of his earlier irritation vanished as he winked at his granddaughters. âAs soon as your mother and father give you permission, you can come to our rooms.â He leaned down and kissed each of them on the cheek before they followed the hotel clerk.
Wesley reached for his small traveling case and withdrew abook. While his brother and Richard were talking about the textile mill, he read about the art of architectural landscape. Once he had settled his belongings into his room, he planned to begin exploring the island. He was eager to find new floras that were listed in his book. On their short buggy ride from the dock to the clubhouse, he had observed any number of plants heâd never before seen. And the landscaping around the cottages and clubhouse was magnificentâproof that work could be found for good landscape architects.
Helenaâs husband, Richard, leaned against one of the thick white porch columns. âI hear they have an excellent golf course here on the island, Wes. That should keep you occupied for the entire winter.â
Wesley couldnât decide what bothered him moreâRichardâs arrogant sneer or the sarcasm in his voice. For an instant, Wesley considered mentioning the racetrack as the place where the family would likely find Richard, but such a comment would hurt his sister more than Richard.
âThank you for thinking of me, Richard. One of Fatherâs friends told me about the course before we left Massachusetts. If itâs as good as he said, then you can be sure Iâll spend a great deal of time there.â He flashed a smile at Richard. âYou should give golf a try. The fresh air and exercise might help you.â
âIs that what you learned in medical school? A little fresh air and exercise will fix any problem?â
âIt wonât fix all problems, but fresh air and exercise are proven to aid good health.â Wes patted his stomach. âAnd it appears youâve put on a bit of weight.â
âI could have told you fresh air and exercise aid good health. It would have saved your father the money he spent sending you to medical school.â
âStop, Richard!â Helena reached for the baby in his arms. âTake the girls and let them watch the croquet game on the lawn.â
Once they were alone, Helena took a chair next to him. âDonât let Richardâs comments bother you, Wes. Heâs not happy unless heâs irritating someone.â
Wesley glanced over the railing at Richard and the two girls. âThe girls are growing up. Theyâre good-looking children.â
Helenaâs lips curved in a forlorn smile. âI long for the days when they were much younger and more dependent upon me.â
Wes chuckled. âYou could always have more. Besides, theyâre only five and seven. Itâs not like theyâve become adults just yet.â
âSpeaking of children, when are you going to find a girl and settle down? Mother mentioned several young ladies she thinks would be perfect for you.â Helena resituated the squirming baby on her lap.
Wes pushed up from the chair and settled against the white wooden railing that surrounded the porch. âIâm beginning to think this entire vacation was arranged to either force me to accept a position at the textile factory or to find me a wife.â
âOr both.â She grinned at him. âYou know Mother and Father. When they come together with a plan, they usually circle around and tighten the ranks.â
âSo there is a plan?â
She held up her hand. âI was only joking