Page 138 of A Wicked Kind of Husband

“My ideas will be better,” he said.

“We shall see about that.”

“Indeed, we shall. I mean to astonish you with my ingenuity, Mrs. DeWitt.”

“Oh please do, Mr. DeWitt, I’m all agog.”

She let her eyes drift closed, wrapped up in their love, knowing that even though life would keep breaking her heart, it would also be full of joy.

All of the time.

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