The Bride. Carolyn Davidson

any effort to make your life easy, either. I suspect you’ll just have to put up with me the way I am.”

      “I’m looking forward to just that,” Rafael said, bowing his head as if in tribute.

      “My father used to tell me I was a troublemaker when I was a child. But our cook defended me. She said I was too smart for my own good, and my father did not understand me.”

      “I’ll be sure towork at that, Isabella. Understanding you will be my priority for the next fifty years or so.”