Travels

Edward arrived back at Grand Central Station in Victoriana Square after a long journey. He had been away for a while on business but it was good to be back home. He stepped out of the station to see the snow that was here when he left had not yet melted and he smiled. Walking accross the square passed the Golden Harp he glanced over at his shop, everything seemed ok and as he left it. Walking on down Carnegie Mews he came to number 9, he glanced up at the building, still covered in ice, then looked down at the front door. He reached into his pocket for his key and slotting it into the lock he turned it and opened the door. Home! He had never been so happy to be back indoors. The warmth of the fire hit him straight away. He went through into the kitchen where his wife was making dinner. Yes it was good to be back home but there was much to attend to. The business had to be seen to and the Yulefest ball had to be organised but he hoped that Miss Ireland had been able to do that. He must also contact the Mayor to inform him of his return, but that could all be done tomorrow, today it was time to relax and unwind after his long journey. Maybe he would tell of this sometime but now it was dinner time.