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Happy Birthday, my darling, Sean whispered when the band was firmly in place, and Charlie leaned close to kiss him.
The breakfast was more than Charlie alone could handle, so she and Sean sat together on the bed and shared from the tray. As was the norm these last days, they talked of the baby, which Charlie had figured was due in early February. But as was also the norm these days, Sean sensed that something was bothering his dear wife.
Knowing she was genuinely excited about the baby, he couldnt help but wonder what was troubling her. Though she never mentioned it, he speculated often as to whether or not she was thinking about what Judge Harrison had said on the Fourth of July. Sean prayed every day about Gods purpose in such a pardon. He believed with all his heart that God would lead them in His time, so he felt it best not to press her.
Sadie had asked them to a special dinner that afternoon, so they headed in the direction of the boardinghouse as soon as church was dismissed. To Charlies delight, Sadie had also asked Duncan and Lora.
The meal was a great success, and Charlie was surprised again when both Lora and Sean handed her packages. She had already opened a package from Sadie containing a skirt and blouse, and of course her ring from Sean.
The five of them were crowded into Sadies private parlor. Lora and Duncan exchanged a glance as Charlie peeled back the wrapping paper on the hard, flat gift.
Oh, my, Charlie said in disbelief as she held up a beautiful daguerreotype of the livery. Where did you get this?
Duncan smiled at how pleased she looked. One of the photographers who wandered around town the week of the Fourth was in and tried to sell me a picture of my office. When I spotted the one hed done of the livery, he told me he was headed to see you. I couldnt resist buying it myself.
Charlie passed the picture to Sean, and his face split with a grin. He knew in an instant that it had been taken the day before the Fourth because he remembered seeing the photographer setting up and wondering what he wanted. Sean was smack in the middle of the picture, framed by the double doors and reaching toward his back pocket for his handkerchief.
Framed in beautifully etched wood, the photo was examined by each and every one. Charlie thanked both Duncan and Lora, and Sean asked her to open the last gift. Charlie threw him a suspicious look before giving her attention to the gift he had placed in her lap. The whole room erupted with laughter at the way she babbled after the gift was unwrapped.