Chapter Twenty-Four
~May 15~
Ellen took one last look at the dining table, making sure everything was in readiness. She found Aunt Amelia upstairs in the drawing room, kicking back a glass of port.
“Ah, there you are. I didn’t think you’d be late to your own party.” The older woman laughed.
Ellen smiled. “No. I was just checking on everything.”
“Nervous?” Aunt Amelia c****d her head curiously.
“Yes, actually. This is the first dinner party I’ve ever hosted.”
Amelia waved a hand through the air. “Don’t worry. It’ll be fine. It’s just friends, and not even very many at that. Since it’s your first, it was wise to keep it small. I remember the first dinner party I hosted, I had seventy… no, seventy-six people!” She cracked out a laugh.
“Oh, my goodness!” Ellen was about to ask about it
