The Solemn Bell(75)

Angelica would be waiting for him. Together, they’d curl up in the sitting-room and finish off the last of their splurged biscuits. He’d kiss her, and hold her until she fell asleep in his arms. Then, he would carry her upstairs and tuck her into bed beside him.

He would get to do that—day in and day out—for the next forty years of his life. Brody Neill was a lucky man, indeed.