The Brynthwaite Boys: Season Two - Part One by Farmer Merry

Author:Farmer, Merry
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-08T16:00:00+00:00

Episode Three - A Happy Discovery

Jason

Jason strode through the dining room of his hotel with barely a glance at the elegant, autumnal décor Flossie had installed two weeks before. His back itched, and the intricate lattice of cords and knots that Flossie had tied around his left hand that morning—a contraption that prevented him from bending the knuckles on that hand comfortably—was beginning to pinch. Not that he was willing to take it off. In the six weeks since his near breakdown after the engagement ball, his nerves had remained frazzled, and he was convinced his soul was in a precarious position.

“Oh, Mr. Throckmorton,” Daniel Reilly, the bright Irishman Flossie had hired to replace Samuel as the daytime concierge, called out as Jason passed through the lobby. “A telegram came for you.”

“I’ll give it to him.” Young Willy jumped up from the bench beside the desk, where he’d been swinging his legs. Daniel sent him a wry grin before handing him the folded piece of paper. Willy scrambled across the lobby to hand it to Jason.

“Thank you, Willy.” Jason nodded to the boy with as much of a smile as he could muster in his miserable mood. He unfolded the paper as smoothly as he could with his bound hand and scanned the few lines.

He sighed. It was another, useless report from Samuel about things at the Winchester hotel that could have easily been solved without him. Worse still, it was clear Samuel had gone over the head of Mr. Jensen, the Winchester hotel’s actual manager. Even miles away, Samuel was still a thorn in his side.

“Thank you, Daniel.” Jason nodded to the man, fumbled his way through folding the telegram, and shoved it in his coat pocket before striding on across the lobby to the back hallway.

He should be happy. His hotels seemed blessed. In spite of Samuel’s constant communiques, the Winchester hotel had been wildly popular since the day it opened. The York hotel was coming along as well, not that its initial problems had been solved, and his older hotels continued to do a brisk business. He had his eyes on Scotland and Ireland next. His man of business in London was constantly congratulating him on the money he was making hand over fist. St. Germaine was full of hope when it came to the possibility of succeeding at the custody hearing for Marshall’s girls. London society was abuzz with gossip about him and Lady E, just as Lady E wanted.

In spite of it all, Jason was in agony. Six weeks since the engagement party. Six weeks of waking up every morning and wondering if that would be the day his mind finally snapped. The restless buzz in his brain was constant now, almost as bad as it had been when he’d reached his nadir in London, before fleeing home to Brynthwaite. Summer had firmly ended and autumn was more than halfway done, but he hadn’t been able to enjoy any of it.

“What brings you down this

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