“All British nations share certain distinguished traditions and customs that are often cited as being elements of a shared English culture. Example, a love of polo. I had the good fortune of learning the finer elements to the game while studying abroad in England. But, unfortunately, there are not many opportunities to play the sport here in Canada.” Anna spotted the horns of a mule deer in the distance and smiled to herself. “I really ought to teach you, Peter,” Prescott said. “I think you would be a natural. Wade never took an interest. Actually, he really never cared for any of the English customs I tried to instill from our family’s heritage. Ranching and this land were the only love he had.” She turned to look at him, her interest finally caught. “Our father was the same way. You probably would have never guessed as much, but he was actually born an English gentleman.”
