The stretch of road between the city and the ocean house was long but the ground was fairly smooth. Delaney was thankful for that. She took out the book of the Adairs and read it, glancing up at her husband to check on him every so often. They hit bumps and he would wince but the smooth ride seemed to be better.
When they stopped along the road for lunch, Delaney looked out at the fields stretching as far as she could see. The skies were so clear and blue. As they grew closer to the ocean, the breeze also picked up and the air became cooler.
To help keep Vincent from too much pain, Delaney had blankets laid out on the grass. She and her husband ate and then laid back to relax for a while, dozing off and on. Their servants followed their lead and soon even some of the guards dozed off. Delaney saw Ian never did though. He was never too far away and always vigilant.
