"You kids run along."
"But Papa, now that Mr. Brown is gone you need help."
"You can help me tomorrow, sweetheart." Mr. Elliot waved them away.
Grace gave her father a quick kiss before leaving with Charles.
They stole glances at each other before speaking simultaneously.
"So-"
"Thank you."
They paused on the sidewalk before Charles led her across the street to a small park.
"I like you, Grace Elliot. Always have."
"You have?"
"Indeed."
"Please don't feel obligated because of my assistance to your father, but... may I court you?"
Grace was speechless. Her eyes widened.
"Yes? No?"
"I-"
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Grace
RomanceGrace is an outspoken young woman in 1890 who would rather take over her father's publishing company than find a husband, much to her mother's chagrin. When her unrequited love turns his attention on her will she give up her dream in order to be a r...
