Chapter 9“I'll be going to London,” Colin informed Daisy at the breakfast table one morning two months later. I can't believe how much lighter I feel with taxes paid and the debt restructured. The payments will be so much easier to make now. I wonder if Daisy regrets giving away her fortune. She's stuck with me now. He eyed his wife curiously.
“Oh?” Daisy spooned porridge into his bowl, sprinkled berries and honey on top, and joined him, digging a spoon into her dish. She looked completely comfortable at his table, though the way her gaze lingered on him spoke of volumes still waiting to be uttered.
Our table, he reminded himself. What's mine is hers, such as it is. “Yes. The ducks and chickens are grown enough to go to market. The men and I need to figure out who will buy them. Make con
