Time's Passed
In was mid-June in 1816, the sky was clear, the sun was bright. I could hear the horse-drawn carriages moving down the street. This was one of the most beautiful mornings in Liverpool. As I walked the grounds of my estate, I could feel the warm breeze graze my skin. In the distance I could hear the sea as the tides rushed up the shore to the beach. I sat down at the table on the back veranda, my companion was still sleeping. During these times it was illegal to be in the company of the same gender in such an intimate manner. Vera also preferred women, as much as I preferred the company of men. We have a mutual agreement that we will never marry, but will also keep our real relationship a secret, which was only friendship.
