A Love Unconventional

One

William smiled as he ascended his carriage, he had chosen a good day to set out. He was going back to London after two years. His mother had written many letters calling on him to come back home. According to her, it was time to settle, time to find a wife who would bear him children. He agreed to the fact that he had delayed it for too long. At the age of thirty-four, he did not have a wife and most of his friends had settled down long ago. His mother was getting old, too fragile to continue managing the affairs of the Heyward mansion at Mayfield. She was very prudent and professional but as the lady of the house, she had too many responsibilities that she was not to handle at her age. “Henry, what time will we get to London?” He asked his steward.“In an hour, your grace. The roads are marred because of the continuous rains,” He explained. William smiled, regardless of how slow they were traveling. He enjoyed looking at lan