As they traveled, Lydia failed to hide her excitement. She had been trying to suppress a smile, but it finally conquered her lips. The thought of meeting the late Miss Lacey's beau had stirred her heart. Valeria wanted to share her aunt's enthusiasm, but her thoughts lingered on Harold. She had yet to mention his proposal to her aunt, mostly because it left something to be desired. As much as she hated to admit it, Mr. Worthington's letters had gotten into her head. After reading his words to Abigail Lacey, Harold's proposal seemed pitiful by comparison. Unfortunately, she feared she had been corrupted by the idea of romance. "Do you think he will be handsome?" Lydia asked. "Mr. Worthington?" Valeria's nose puckered at the thought. "Lydia, those letters were written twenty years ago!" "And?" She wanted to suggest that Mr. Worthington might be old, but she remembered she was chatting with a woman of one and seventy.
What do You think about Miss Lacey's Love Letters?
