The voyage progressed more slowly this time, with less cooperative winds, and the ship did not sail into Southampton until the end of the first week of April.
After so many days of traveling, walking into the house felt like a dream come true.
Home, Katerina thought, admiring how it suddenly looked and felt perfect. In their absence, the furniture they"d ordered had arrived, and their employees had placed it. The music room now contained two comfortable armchairs and a table. Paintings hung from the walls, and scarlet curtains at the windows warmed the space. Katerina smiled and sank onto the piano bench, warming up her rusty fingers on an instrument belonging to her alone.
Home,Welcome home, the instrument"s smiling curve seemed to say. I"m here for you.
Welcome home,I"m here for you.
