“I thought I might find you here,” Lady Selby dismounted, straightened her hat, and stepped towards Smith.
“I come here to think.” Smith patted the rough stonework of the Spike. He watched Lady Selby walking towards him, unconsciously admiring her carriage.
“I can’t remember you ever thinking much,” Lady Selby said. “You were always acting rather than thinking.”
“I was younger when you knew me.”
Lady Selby smiled and adjusted her hat again. “We both were. What brought you back?”
“A ship,” Smith said after a slight pause. That was uncalled for. Becky has never been anything but kind to me.
That was uncalled for. Becky has never been anything but kind to me.“A journey requires the will as well as the means,” Lady Selby brushed a stray hair from her face. “What willed you back?”
“Home
