‘Champagne?’ I took the glass and he continued. ‘I would like that, Bridget. Please then, call me Daniel.’ With a hint a bitterness, ‘After ...ll, ‘Mister’ seems to be a title that some here think I am not entitled to have.’ ‘Then they’re fools,’ I said simply. I touched my glass to his. ‘Your health.’ We drank and chatted. As the night drew on, I asked him if he would be kind enough to see me home. The host summoned my rented carriage and Daniel assisted me into the back seat. I kept his hand in. Our mother has a knack for cooking meals. Starting in first grade, she had me take a homemade lunch to school every day. It was great, sometimes leftovers from dinner but just as often it was made ‘just for me.’ This kept up until I was a junior in high school. Those guys were real douches, and would steal my lunch from me. I had never told Mom, but I had told Kami.They had wondered why I was so ravenous for dinner, and I just told them that I loved my Mom’s dinners. She had about five or six. More

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