"Julia?"
Emily Grace stood in the entrance of Dr. Ogden's office and peered in.
"Over here Emily! Do come in. " Julia turned away from desk and embraced her dear friend.
"How are you?"
"Well, I supposed. Frustrated too. I try and I try to speak with George, but he continues to put me off. I've invited him to dinner next week, but so far he hasn't accepted."
"How very modern of you Doctor! I'm sure he'll come around. He's a good man."
"You're right, Julia, and I was so wrong to be so easily fooled by Leslie Garland. George was so good to me, so I can only hope he'll forgive me."
"I know he will. I'm afraid I'm in the same boat as you. I've been trying to speak to talk to William about moving forward. I've hinted, but you know men, they're blind to that sort of thing."
They shared a laugh, for that perfectly described both of the men in their lives.
"That's quite right, Julia. And the whole situation, with the Inspector. I know that has been very hard on them all."
"Yes, and I sympathize. But Emily, we've waited. For eight years. James Gillies is dead, there shouldn't be anything in our way!"
"Then you must tell him Julia. Putting it off won't help your cause. You told Detective Murdoch about the threats you received, and the mystery has been solved. In any case, I am sincerely looking forward to your wedding!"
"Oh, Emily", Julia laughed. "How you make me jolly. Thank you. I will speak to William tonight. Perhaps we may even set a date!"