November 9, 1801
The Thames
London, England
The shore boat had begun its trek from the Admiralty Steps shortly after dawn, deftly dodging the morning traffic on the Thames. It was a large boat that was packed with baggage, yet even that boat didn’t provide enough space. Following them was yet another boat containing even more items. One would expect a lady to require a lot of luggage and would thus assume that it was Caroline who had packed
October 2, 2004
Escorial
Palo Alto, CA
Brad
I walked into our bedroom and smiled at Jake, throwing out that facial expression to hide my moodiness. “Hey, I was thinking we could go up to the City today.”
“You want to do that and come back tomorrow for dinner?” he asked.
“I think we can skip the Escorial Sunday dinner this weekend,” I said. I was hoping he wouldn’t ask me why, but he would probably pin me down about