A Second Chance At Love, A Regency Romance (A Danby Family Novella) - Plot & Excerpts
The woman yawned and snorted, giving off a vapor of boiled onions. Emily pressed her head against the window and swallowed. There was nothing to do about it but make the best of matters. No use retching now. Why, they probably wouldn't even stop the coach. She turned her thoughts back to the well-worn path of what-to-do-next. Uncle Arthur and Aunt Millie would certainly be in for a surprise this Christmas. Two extra guests…for an indefinite stay? Well, perhaps if Emily got right to work, helping to prepare the Christmas dinner, shepherding the children about, scrubbing the house until it gleamed, perhaps then Aunt Millie would spare them her thinly veiled barbs about poor relations. Yes, she was poor, but she was industrious. She would make herself useful until she decided on a course of action. She gave her sleeping coach mate another shove, but the dead weight on her arm remained fixed. Emily sighed. She could be a governess or servant of some kind—she wasn't above hard work.
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