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309 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 12, 2017
"Benedict. God. I don't want to let you down. You deserve so much better-"
Ben silenced [Phillip] with a lazy kiss.
"Don't you dare tell me I don't deserve this. Don't you dare."
"This is all new to me. I'm in a new world without a map or a chart, but you're my compass, Ben, and I know we'll find a way."
"This is all very interesting," Alton Sedgwick said, stroking his beard. "Very interesting indeed."
"No it isn't, Father," Ben said firmly. "Commonplace domestic drama, absolutely not something I'm going to find in one of your poems next year."
"Do you read my poetry?" the older man asked.
"Of course I do, if only to see what slander you've commited. And I will not find anything titled 'The Reluctant Sailor' or something to that effect."
Alton Sedgwick shook his head disapprovingly. "That's a very poor title, Benedict."
"Oh, for heaven's sake. Was everyone determined to be gracious and charming when all Phillip wanted was scowl?"
"For all you know I sneak into haylofts with women all the time," he said, trying to lighten the conversation.
"Do you?" his father said with a skeptically raised eyebrow.
"Of course not. I'm a clergyman."
"That's a subject for another day." Alton Sedgwick did not have much use for the Church of England."