Back A Simple Wish
Chapters (56)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-One
  45. Chapter Forty-Two
  46. Epilogue
  47. Acknowledgements
  48. Also by Rosie Goodwin
  49. About the Author
  50. Welcome to the world of Rosie Goodwin!
  51. Letter from Author
  52. Apple Charlotte
  53. The Precious Stones series
  54. The Days of the Week Collection
  55. Victorian Tales from Memory Lane
  56. Memory Lane Club

‘Let’s just hope that she stays with her mother,’ Mrs Chatsworth said quietly to Serena. She had never had much time for Miranda, or for her mother for that matter. From what she could see they were cut from the same cloth: rude and selfish. Admittedly she had felt a little sorry for Oscar when he had told her that Lydia wanted a divorce but secretly, she thought he would be well shot of her particularly as— She stopped her thoughts from going any further. She had guessed many years ago that Serena was in love with him and wondered why he couldn’t see it. But then, men tended to be very slow when it came to matters of the heart. She could only hope that eventually he would see what a wonderful, warm person she was. Her thoughts were interrupted when Caroline burst into the room looking as fresh as a daisy.

‘Morning, everyone.’ She smiled round at them all, noting with amusement the way George’s eyes were fixed on Ruby again. ‘Did everyone sleep well?’

A murmur rippled round the room in reply as the maid came in with the breakfast and they took their seats at the table.

‘I thought I might come into the shop with you this morning, Papa, if you don’t mind,’ Caroline said as she helped herself to a slice of toast and began to spread it with butter and marmalade.

Her father’s lips twitched with amusement. He could read his daughter like a book. ‘Oh yes. And why would that be?’

‘Well . . .’ She batted her eyelashes prettily at him. ‘I thought perhaps that when you were done with Ruby, she and I might find a little time to do some shopping.’

He shook his head and laughed. ‘You women and your shopping. But yes, I don’t see why not. There’s a lot I want Ruby to see but I don’t suppose it all needs to be seen today. Why don’t you come to the shop at lunchtime and collect Ruby from there? You could take her for a little lunch somewhere before doing your shopping.’

Caroline quickly pecked him on the cheek and gave him a dimpled smile. ‘You really are the best!’

Another ripple of laughter echoed around the table and Ruby felt herself laughing with them.

The happy atmosphere lasted for the rest of the meal with Caroline chattering like a sparrow as her brother struggled to get a word in, and despite the fact that he constantly scolded her and told her to be quiet, Ruby could see how close they were and once again she couldn’t help feeling a little jealous.