Chapter 3Johanna and I returned from our honeymoon in Hawaii to take up residence in the house in Baltimore that had been in her mother’s family since before the Civil War. Mrs. Collier had graciously offered it to us, and Johanna had thought it would be a good idea that we accept.
“My mother is here, Bryan, and Bill’s family also, and the children’s friends. It will make the transition so much easier for them.”
“Very well, Jo.” I didn’t tell her I would have an hour’s commute, and most likely longer during rush hour. We’d had a good time on Oahu, reminiscent of the week we’d spent in Manhattan, and the s*x was enjoyable. All in all, I wanted to keep that feeling.
While having breakfast in what she’d designated the breakfast room, a small area that had originally been part of the servan
