The Life and Times Of Ralf Wylde! Chapter 5


At Castle Dargan, several weeks have passed since Rachael Smith was hired as Lord Vincent's housekeeper . . .


Every morning Rachael fixes breakfast for Lord Vincent and herself, as he insist she join him for all meals.


After breakfast Rachael cleaned up the kitchen and did the laundry.


She cleaned all three bathrooms.


She made up Lord Vincent's bed.


There was a lot of work to keeping a castle clean.


Not that Lord Vincent was concerned, he practiced painting . . .


Played the piano . . .


And exercised while Rachael did the housework.


"Lord Vincent, I've finished the housework. Supper will be ready in an hour", said Rachael.
"I'm not in a hurry to eat. I need to take a bath and change clothes first", he said.
"Yes, I need to do the same", she said.


Rachael prepared supper.


When she served Lord Vincent, he looked up at her and said, "That dress matches your beautiful green eyes."
"Thank you for noticing", she said.


After they finished eating, Lord Vincent asked Rachael to join him.
"Are you going to visit your daughters tomorrow?", he asked.
"Yes, I go every Sunday, remember?", she answered.


"Come over here", he said.


"Rachael, you're doing a good job as my housekeeper", he said, "There's not too much for you to do, is it?"
"No, I like staying busy, Lord Vincent", she said.


"You don't have to call me Lord Vincent when we're alone. Vincent will be fine", he said.
"Alright, I will", she said.
"It's getting late. I won't keep you any longer", he said.
"Thank you Vincent. I intend to get an early start tomorrow", she said.


Very early the following morning, Rachael left to go to Willow Creek.


After a long walk, Rachael came to the village. Nothing had changed, but conpared to Castle Dargan it looks even shabbier than before. Alyson ran to her mother and gave her a hug.
"I missed you so much", she said.
"I missed you too", said Rachael.


Then Beatrix gave her a hug.


Rachael sit on the bench with her daughters and talked about everything and anything.


Anne Fenton's time had come to give birth. She was outside watering the apple trees when she started into labor.


She delivered a beautiful baby boy with tan skin, grey eyes and brown hair. She named him Caleb.


She handed the baby to her husband Jonathan.
"We have a son", she said.


Jonathan looked at the infant. Then he handed him back to Anne and walked away.


Anne hadn't "covered her tracks" as well as she thought.


Jonathan has brown eyes, she has blue and Caleb has grey like his father Ralf Wylde.

To be continued...