The Light Always Breaks by Angela Jackson-Brown

Author:Angela Jackson-Brown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harper Muse
Published: 2022-07-05T00:00:00+00:00

Sixteen

Courtland

When Courtland arrived a little before 8:00 p.m. at Tregaron, the illustrious estate of Ambassador Joseph E. Davies and his wife, socialite Marjorie Post Davies, the party was already in progress. The mansion was a two-story brick building in the Georgian style named after Davies’s father’s ancestral home in Wales. The mansion overlooked D.C. to the south and the suburb of Cleveland Park on the north side. Just before one reached the main entrance, the north vista opened out to the wooded area surrounding the mansion. It was truly a sight to see. Cars lined the road, and people were still filing into the house for what was surely going to be yet another party of the century thrown by Marjorie. Courtland had met the Davieses at another event when Courtland first arrived in D.C. Marjorie had cornered him and insisted that he come to her next soiree. That was over a year ago.

“Come back for me within an hour or so,” Courtland said to Harold from the back of his car. “I’m sure I will be partied out by then.”

“Yes, sir,” Harold said. “I’ll be waiting for you right here.”

Courtland got out of the car and headed toward the main entrance of the house when he saw Jack Kennedy get out of a car, along with his sister Eunice. Courtland and Eunice had dated a couple of times, but both decided they made much better friends than suitors. Eunice was always good for some laughs though. Courtland’s mother, Millicent, and Mrs. Rose Kennedy, her good friend, had been heartbroken when Courtland and Eunice didn’t seem to connect with each other, but Eunice was quick to say she had a brother for life in Courtland, and that was better than a boyfriend or husband any day.

Jack looked over at Courtland and smiled, throwing up his hand to wave. Courtland could tell that Jack wasn’t any more excited to see him than Courtland was to see Jack. Their paths crossed frequently due to politics, but Courtland didn’t think Jack took his career very seriously.

“Senator Kingsley,” he said. “Good to see you.” Jack was not a fashion plate. His clothes always looked a size or two too big for him, and they were always a bit crumpled and wrinkled. Jack was wearing a tuxedo, but it did not have the pristine look that Courtland’s did.

“Good to see you, Representative Kennedy,” Courtland said. “And Eunice, you are looking lovely as ever.” He went over and kissed her on the cheek, but she laughed and swatted his arm playfully. She was wearing a modest hunter-green evening gown with a Peter Pan collar. She looked relaxed and stately as always.

“Aww, cut it out, Kingsley. The politicking doesn’t begin until you enter through yonder doors. Remember you used to call me EuNicorn? Be that Courtland. Not this stuffy, D.C.-savvy guy you’re pretending to be,” she said, then whispered in Courtland’s ear, “I saw your underbelly, Kingsley. Don’t lose that vulnerable part of yourself; it’s what makes you human.

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