Although this left me with a stupidly crushed feeling that made no sense (right, so it did, since he was that gorgeous and that good of a flirt), it was for the best.
I did not need to be flirting or sparring with a friend’s older brother, or my host.
Acquaintances, good.
Anything else, bad.
Looking on the bright side, after my walk through the ballroom, nothing peculiar, paranormal or eerie befell me, so there was that.
“Ugh,” I said to Snowball and Gingerface.
Gingerface purred.
Snowball stepped delicately onto my chest and stared down at my face.
She then jumped off the bed.
And she was right.
Time to get ready for breakfast.
And Glastonbury.
It was only Prudence and I for breakfast again.
And I knew when our breakfast ended.
That being when Fitzgibbons showed at the door and announced, “Your car has been brought around, Miss Vivienne.”
I smiled my thanks to him and immediately looked at Prudence.
She was taking a final sip of coffee and seemed to be okay.
Well then…
Shoo.
The hermit wasn’t freaking about being unhermited.
That was good.
I got up and grabbed my tan crossbody.
Today, I was wearing another slouchy sweater, this one a soft gray-blue, with a flippy navy skirt with little gray-blue flowers that hit a couple of inches above my knees. Also, another pair of booties, these tan with a lower heel, so I could walk farther more comfortably, but they were still cute.
I settled the strap of my bag across my chest, sucked back the last dregs of my own coffee and turned to Prudence.
“Ready for our adventure?”
She studied me a moment before she asked, “How do you make everything seem so fun?”
I tipped my head to the side, contemplating this.
I righted it, sharing, “No clue. But you’re home. I’m not. This might be a once in a lifetime opportunity for me, and that’s always exciting. On the other hand, you’ve been there before, and you can trundle down the road and experience it anytime you want. That said, all of life is an adventure, and we can choose how we face it. I choose to decide it’s going to be fun.”
“I might take that advice,” she mumbled.
I hoped she would.
