Can Caroline find another chance for an happily ever after? Part 6 “Caroline! Caroline!” Charles called from just outside her chamber door. “We will be late.” If she did not respond, he would be pounding on it in just a moment. She heaved a heavy breath and dragged herself to the doorway, opening the door a fraction. “Go without me. I have no taste for entertainments tonight.” “Absolutely not. I will not accept that for … Continue reading →
Caroline encounters an unpleasant truth. Part 5 After ten days at Hurst’s townhome in London, two very important milestones had been achieved. First, with Darcy’s help Charles had been disabused of any notions that there had been any true affection given or received from Longbourn. Jane Benet was a sweet girl, to be sure, but her heart had not been touched and therefore, Charles should not bestow his own regard in so unworthy a place. … Continue reading →
Caroline looks out for everyone’s best interests, including hers. Part 4 That evening, after a dinner that consisted of cleverly repurposed leftovers from the ball, Caroline led the little party to the parlor. Without Charles’ presence, dinnertime conversation felt rather forced. Darcy in particular seemed to have little to say. But he stubbornly refused to reveal his concerns. Vexing man. Perhaps in the more intimate setting of the drawing room, she might be able to … Continue reading →
Caroline’s bad morning is made worse by Bingley’s errand to London. Part 3 Nov 27, 1811 The final set of the evening spent dancing with Mr. Westmorland had been especially pleasing. For a few minutes, whirling to the music with him, all thoughts of disappointments and vexations left her mind allowing her to focus on the very pleasing diversion of a fleet-footed partner with excellent taste and informed opinions. How pleasant it would have been … Continue reading →
Miss Bingley finds an interesting dance partner at the ball. Part 2 November 26, 1811 Caroline took a deep breath and released it to a count of twenty and repeated the process just as her mother had taught her. A lady never allowed her guests to suspect her nerves … and most certainly not on a night like tonight. A night that could change everything—for better or not. Such nights did not come along often. … Continue reading →