Chapter 13: Warrick
As I’d told Father and Lady Eugenia, I did some travelling and saw something of the world, although I made a point to avoid Africa.
One odd thing—the further I got from England and Thorny Walk the less frequently I was bothered by that dream.
Two years later, after having circled the globe a number of times, I sailed back to Canada. My position in the architectural firm in which I had worked before I left for France was waiting for me.
Of course. So many never came home. And the Spanish Influenza took a toll on the population—even more than the War had done.
My professional life prospered. As prior to the war, the senior partners were pleased with my work, and I rose rapidly within the firm.
My personal life, on the other hand, was dismal. I was alone, and I was t
