Page 3 of All In Good Time
“Wow! And I just realized you’re American. I was so preoccupied when we first met that it didn’t register.” Sara was embarrassed by the fact she hadn’t noticed.
“Right again!” Dylan chuckled and Sara joined him.
“Where from?” she asked, diving into the delicious dinner Dylan had prepared.
“San Francisco.”
“Me, too!” Sara was surprised to find a fellow Bay Area resident here at The Thistle & Hive Inn. “Small world. What brought you to Glendaloch?”
“Maggie.” Dylan turned towards Maggie with the sweetest look on his face.
“Well, that’s not totally true,” Maggie teased, meeting his gaze. “Originally he came with his cousin.”
“True, but one look at you and I was hooked.” He leaned in, taking Maggie’s chin in his hand and gently kissed her lips.
“I’m going to guess that you’re married.” Sara felt as if she were intruding on their intimate moment.
“We are. How could ye tell?” Maggie asked with a laugh.
She wanted to say it was the way they looked lovingly into each other’s eyes, but she didn’t know them that well, so instead said, “The matching wedding bands were a dead giveaway. Do you miss it? I mean, San Francisco.”
“Can’t say that I do. I’ve got everything I need or want and more right here.” He tipped his head towards Maggie.
“Just out of curiosity, if you had to live in the past to be with each other, would you?”
“In a heartbeat,” Maggie said.
“Without a doubt,” Dylan agreed. “Wherever. Whenever.”
“I wonder what it’s like there?”
“Verra much like it is here, but without the modern conveniences we’re all so used to.” Maggie took some bread from the basket and buttered it as she spoke.
“Do you suppose you’d have to worry about getting sick?” This was one of the things that concerned Sara. Medical treatment in the past left a lot to be desired and she knew people died of things that nowadays were very treatable.
“That would be a valid concern,” Dylan responded.
“What about cleanliness? I’ve read lots of things about people not bathing. Is that true?” Sara would just die if she couldn’t bathe and wash her hair.
“I’m sure people in the past wanted to be clean. Of course, I think in any time period you’ll find people who could use a good scrubbing,” Maggie giggled.
Sara was finding she had many questions in need of answering. She smiled nervously at Maggie and Dylan before sipping the delicious red wine they’d poured her.
When they’d finished eating, Dylan went to the kitchen and brought back dessert and coffee for the three of them. “Chocolate mousse?”
“Mmm… my favorite,” Sara said.
“Sara, do you know my cousin, Jenna Sinclair?” Dylan asked.
“No. I don’t think I do.” Sara paused and her eyes got big when she turned to look at Dylan. “Wait, is that the Jenna who owns the house my brother Zeke lives in?”
Dylan smiled. “That’s her. Technically the house belongs to her parents, but they’re never in town, so they’re fine with the arrangement.”
“I wondered about that. Do they live somewhere else?”
“They’ve actually got homes in several places. San Francisco was their first and then they became very successful in the tech industry, which allowed them to become more philanthropic. So they move around a lot, overseeing all of their many charities.”
“What about Jenna, where is she now?” She hadn’t heard much about Jenna from Zeke. She didn’t think he’d actually ever met her, either. His former boss, Nick Mackall, had the house before him.