She lifted her head and shot him a bold look. “There’s much you don’t know of me, Robert.” “I’m coming to see that,” he returned, dropping his arms to fold them across his chest. “Our wedding date passed, as you know. We shall have to reschedule.” Amy stared at him. “Did you not read my letter?” “Wedding date?” Emerging from the shadowed corner of the carriage, Kendra stuck her head out. “Amy?”
