Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 129951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
In my hair, my neck, my bare shoulder, there were cats and dogs and horses, flowers, rings and rolling parkland.
Outside the rings, it looked like The Downs lived under my skin.
Like Battle resided there.
It was perfect.
Battle had it mounted over our bed.
And it was safe to say, he liked it better than me.
I gave Battle three perfect (says me) babies.
Noble, our oldest, a boy.
Archer, our second, also a boy.
And Fury, our last, a girl.
It was good when I finally started pushing them out. One could say my man was at a loss without a whole brood to take care of.
So I didn’t mess about in giving him a new one.
It didn’t surprise me he was as good of a father to boys (I had no doubts about him being the best girl dad in history) as he was a brother to his sisters.
Then again, Battle Talyn, Duke of Burleigh, was good at everything.
Yeah.
Says me.
Tempie and Hamish and Battle and I shared the south wing with our broods, Prue and François and Chassie and Christian and their broods shared the north.
Cocktails had to be moved to the games room because it was bigger, and as such, fit more people, with more room for babies to crawl, then toddlers to toddle, then tweenies to bop and teenagers to laze.
Fitzy and Patsy stayed with us until they retired to the steward’s cottage (the men who eventually replaced Harry and Scotty when they moved on lived in the attic apartments).
They did this rent free and on a generous pension from The Downs.
Though, they weren’t there often, since they used their pension to do what they’d always wanted to do: travel the globe.
Fitzy the Second (though we called him Bonzie), Fitzgibbons and Patsy’s eldest son, took over with his wife, Connie.
And every night at The Downs, some were there, some might be away, friends would join, or it would be just family.
But always, the dining room table at The Downs was full to bursting.
Just like any house filled to the brim with love…
That was as it should be.
The End