Brooke Osborne listened with a sense of half-understanding, but knowing that Cameron Spencer had other purposes for going to Capital City, she felt somewhat relieved.
After being warned thoroughly by Mrs. Osborne earlier, she instinctively didn't want Cameron Spencer to meddle too much in Kenneth Osborne's business.
The two of them talked as they walked to the dining room, where food was already laid out on the table. Everyone sat down in order of importance, maintaining a superficial harmony and joyfully enjoyed the meal.
After eating, Mrs. Osborne and Mr. Osborne went out as usual for a walk, a habit for aiding digestion after meals.
The evening sea was as blue as a wobbly blueberry jelly, with the golden sunset resembling a flowing reddish sauce on it.
The slightly salty sea breeze blew against their faces, and the air smelled of fresh grass.
Mr. Osborne walked to his usual fishing spot at a small harbor to check on his fishing rods.
