Chapter 17 Time For Breakfast

• As Amelia carefully blow-dried Oscar's hair, running her hand through it, she was hit by a bout of nostalgia. After all, this was their routine in the first two years of their marriage. Sadly, such interactions had become hard to come by in the last two years.
• Amelia did cherish these little, tender moments. However, she couldn't look past the fact that Oscar had fallen for someone else. Despite her continued efforts, he just didn't seem to care.
• “Mr. Clinton, I've heard that men with coarse hair dote on their wives. What a lucky woman Ms. Yard would be when you marry her,” Amelia remarked.