She smiled. “Of course they do. What has brought this on?”
“You’ve just seemed so distracted and worried lately. I wanted to let you know whatever is going on you have someone in your corner.”
Veronica smiled, “I know you are.”
She was still wrapped up in her thoughts on the matter when there was a knock at the door. She almost jumped at the sound.
One of the other servants stepped in with a smile. “Good afternoon, you Grace. I wished you to know that your family’scarriage has just crossed the borders of the estate. They should be here shortly.”
“Already?” Veronica gasped. “I thought it would be later tonight or even tomorrow morning before they got here.”
“I guess they were able to get here early. That means you’ll get to spend more time with your sisters, right?” Daisy grinned.
“You’re right,” she smiled before turning back to the servant. “Thank you for telling me. Daisy, come to my room with me. I want to freshen up a bit before they arrive.”
“Of course, ma’am.
Veronica tried to shove down her nerves. It was only her family. There was no reason to be anything other than excited.
And in so many ways, she was. It had been far too long since she had seen Milly and Rose.
Once she was done changing, she said a quick thank you to Daisy and made her way downstairs. Just as she stepped outside, the carriage rolled up the road.
When it pulled to a stop nearby, her stomach dropped. Any second now, she would see them.
Veronica’s heart pounded in her throat.
The door opened and Rose stepped out, Milly following behind her. No sooner had they stepped out then they were pulling Veronica in for a hug. She tried to look over their shoulders to see when her parents made their way out of the carriage.
“We have missed you so much!”
“And I have missed the pair of you. Where are mother and father?”
Rose hesitated.
“They didn’t come,” Milly said, as blunt as ever.
Veronica frowned. “Why not?”
“Perhaps we should talk about that later, and behind closed doors,” Rose said, a tight smile on her face.
She frowned. “That doesn't sound good.”
“It sounds worse than it is. I just thought you might want to have some privacy for that conversation. And–” her eyes glanced at Milly, with a beseeching look.
“I see,” Veronica nodded. “Yes, I think that is more than understandable. We can talk later.”
“Thank you.”
“Where's your husband?” Milly asked.
Veronica had to suppress a wince. She wasn’t sure after their conversation the other night how much he was going to be around. She had tried to make clear that he was welcome, but that didn't mean he would want to be here. “I think he’s working right now.”
“Can we go see him?”
“Later, but we shouldn’t interrupt him.”
“But why?”
