Chapter Five
Morning came late at Haliday House. I’d spent a restless night with the dream and my own fear getting jumbled together with memories of my evening.
We only booked the one night at Haliday House. Some of the guests were staying additional days. I envied them while at the same time I knew I couldn’t handle more—at least not yet. Besides, I had the rest of my life calling to me from home.
The pancakes for breakfast were very welcome after eating so little dinner. And the conversation between guests and Sir and Madam Haliday breezed by pleasantly. Before we were aware, it was noon and time for us to leave.
“We have another free weekend next month,” Will told Major as the two consulted the reservation schedule.
“Again, so soon?” I whispered in my husband’s ear.
“Why not?” he
