The first few days in the cottage are chaotic, to say the least, but Victor honestly can’t remember a happier set of days in his life.
Every morning, he wakes with Evelyn in his arms to the sound of the twins pounding on the door, demanding to be let in.
Today, they’re particularly insistent.
“We don’t like this new locks policy!” They shout. “Unconstitutional!”
“Who taught them about the constitution and rights,” Victor murmurs, “was it you?”
“You hired the tutor,” she murmurs, giving him a sweet kiss and then getting up to put on her robe. “You could have had them read Discipline and Punish but noooo, it’s all about freedom now.”
He laughs with her, getting dressed, and then they both go downstairs to start breakfast.
A pattern is starting to emerge with his little family. Brig
