Before the next Michaelmas, George Sinclair wrote to his brother, the Earl of Ashmore, informing him of the birth of a son.
Requesting direction as to how one was supposed to raise a boy to be staid and steady and
responsible
. How one raised an earl.
Sebastian wrote back saying not to worry about the boy. His twin sister– the widow’s daughter, George’s namesake– couldn’t be anything but wild and contrary, and George’s son would learn all he needed to by trying to keep her out of trouble.
George’s reply was short and curt.
And was followed by another, longer, missive a few months later when Georgiana started walking. And then running. And then climbing.
Florian, all the while, chasing after her and shouting, “No, Gigi. No!”
George’s missive began,
Damn you, Sebastian, for always being right. . .
To Wed The Widow
The Reluctant Bride Collection, Book Three
Copyright © 2014 by Megan Bryce
To my husband–
my other, better, half.
And to Mom and Dad, the original storytellers–
from whose lips I have heard more stories over more years than I care to count.
And who passed on the love of a good tale, even if none of us thought I was listening.
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