Chapter 9
Our visit to Harrods proved to be very satisfactory. Mother arranged to have a hamper containing cheeses, biscuits, and caramel-syrup waffles shipped to Shadow Brook, while I found a twenty-five inch braided lanyard key ring for Mark. It had a lobster clasp that would fasten to a belt loop and a silver key ring loop, perfect for holding all his keys. It also had a small dog tag, and in a moment of whimsy I had it engraved. I couldn’t help chuckling over it. How would Mark react to being declared mine?
Once the transaction was completed, the helpful saleswoman put it into a gray suede pouch she told me was a dust bag, and I tucked it into my jacket pocket.
Mother couldn’t find anything for Gregor though, until we passed a little shop a few doors away from The Best of Times. It
