Michael
In the wee-early hours of November 18th, 1842
Michael lay on his back and stared up at the floral-patterned fabric over his head. In the dim glow of light coming from the fire, Michael Brightman, twelfth Earl of Camden—and father of one of the three young ladies that would marry later that afternoon—again worried if approving his only daughter’s marriage to this Scotsman was the right thing for her. Eamon Gowrey had thus far showed himself to be an honorable man, humble in that affable way of his, and a bit gregarious when in the comfort of his family.
But there was one tiny thing that still niggled at the back of Michael’s mind.
It wasn’t a fear of Mr. Eamon Gowrey using his daughter for her dowry. That had been resolved in their first private meeting on the day they met, and
