Finding Love

Chapter 1

"Miss will you be taking this one?" Asked Margret

"Oh Margret if it were up to me I would be taking none of my dresses for I would be staying here in my home." I said as I continued to look out my window. The sun was shining the grass looked bright and inviting. The very opposite of my feelings. Margret and I or mostly Margret were supposed to be packing my things to leave to London in the morning. For the season is upon us and it's time to make our visit to all the balls and weddings. Or in other words to parade all young women in trying to catch a perfect suitor that her parents agree upon.

"Miss you will have lots of fun. I know you missed your friends and if you don't pick your dresses now your mother will come in here and decided what you will take to London. Is that really what you want?"

"Not ever!" I rose up from my seat and looked at the gowns before me. "This cream white one has to go for sure and this green and this red." I continued to point and help pack my things in hopes that I would be done before my mother walks into my room and picks the dress I should take and what I will need.

As Margret and I finished with one trunk my mother walked in. Mary Elisabeth Cores. Beautiful women slender long dark blond hair with piercing green eyes that somewhat match my own. The only problems was we didn't get along. For we were both outspoken and my mother liked to rule my every movement. I was not aloud to do much without her consent.

"No Margret not that one." She spoke to Margret as she was packing one of my favorite gowns.

"I was thinking of buying you new gowns for this season or at least a few." She said

"Thank you mother but I just got new ones here I don't think I'll be doing to much in London" after all I could not see myself spending time with a man not in my state of my heart. For my own heart was crushed just a few months ago. I was not in the mood to be lunching at the park nor dancing all night at the balls.

"None sense we need to get you married off." Was her last words as she left the room. "And do not wear that grey gown for traveling." My mother hated the gown said it was to plain. But that's what I loved about it. It's simplicity.

"Dear your mother really wants you out this year yes" Margret said. She was a plump young women with blond hair always pinned back I don't think I have ever see it's length.

" she is determined my find me a match. After Harry."

"In your mothers eyes he taunted all of you with the promise of marriage and left to marry someone else." IT was true my attitude towards London wasn't because I didn't like it, in fact I loved it. To see all my friends and dress in the most beautiful gowns, playing the piano forte and enjoying the summer sky in the gardens. It was only that last season I met Harry Anderson an old friend of my brother John. He spent time with the family and then continued to the country with us as in staying here in our home. He would walk everyday with me and I fell for him and the moment I was waiting for him to propose he left unexpectedly. I was told he was called home and the next day there was an invitation to his wedding. John was the most upset but I was crushed. I was in over my head planning a wedding to a man that not yet asked me to. I felt so in love with him I could all of our future.

"That is not here nor there, it has no reflection in my actions any longer. Please do pack that dress Margret I would like to wear it when there is not much going on."

By the time that dinner came eight o'clock I was packed and ready to go in the morning. The rest of my family was already seated waiting for me. This was the only thing father Lord Henry Williams Core of Horthton requested of his family that we share one family meal each day dinner. It was his mother's idea for each of her children to grow as a family and to stay close to one another. Now they all live far away from one another but still send monthly letters to one another.

"Shall I serve sir?"

"Yes please, Davison." My father replied. He was a handsome man still in shape for a man his age most had very large belly's and lost there hair. He was fit with dark brown hair, His eyes were as if warm honey. "Are your things in order everyone? I would not to be late like last year Alice."

"0f course father I am ready as can be to enjoy my time in London." I answered Joseph my brother laughed under his napkin. He was the youngest boy in the family and closest to me in age. I am the youngest of four with three bothers.

" I have all ready checked on her and she will be on time tomorrow dear." My mother said as she tasted her soup. My father nodded his head. He sat at the end of the table as did my mother at the other end. My eldest brother John sat across from me, looked the most like our father same eyes and hair, nose as well the only feature her took from our mother was his eye shape. Just a bit to small for his face. Then came George who's sat next to John. He had mother's blond hair and fathers eyes. Next to me was Joseph who had fathers brown hair but had mother's green eyes but his were mostly warm and inviting they showed so much knowledge even as a child I wondered where he had learned so much. I had mothers eyes and blond hair but was a replica of my fathers eldest sister Athena that passed when she was but only 22 of child birth of her second son. I never met her but there is a grand painting of her in one of the sitting rooms. Her youngest son Cousin Mark is often with us and most likely already in London waiting for us to come. He is often mistaken as another son of my fathers.

There wasn't much to say this night so we all hurried to our rooms to get an early rest for it would be a long two days of traveling to London.