Hugh said to Jackson, watching as he stared into the smoldering embers of the banked fire. Jackson looked like a man back from war. One who’d seen and experienced too much. He looked like Amelia when she was lost in herself. Jackson’s hand was still...
She didn’t, by the grace of God, and he was dressed and prepared to travel on at first light. He met his men in the stable yard as they were hooking up the landau.“This simply will not do.” He looked to Kerrigan. “We need to take the train. Traveling with Lilly simply will not work.”“I believe th...