Their sheer happiness spilled out in waves of laughter as Valancy and her husband Barney took to his classic Grey Slosson and he fired up the engine. Not even the roar of the old automobile could overtake Valancy's laugh. After an unending night of separation and uncertainty for each, they had revealed their true love for each other and made their union unbreakable in the presence of her family, who had up until this day greatly disapproved of their marriage. Things change however when part of the truth in their love involves a recovered heart, a family fortune and a very successful internationally known author to boot.

"Uncle Benjamin was too much today, I should hardly recognize him. Not once did he ask me to play along with his corny jokes."

Valancy said through her laughter as she opened the passenger side window to feel the breeze. Barney shook his head and pulled her over close to his side. He kept one arm over her and the other at the wheel.

"I think that the family table has been turned, Moonlight. It's like I was their prodigal son returned home too. I've already played that part once today when I talked with Father this morning."

"Only it was your father who searched you out. I am happy that he did too."

"He has asked us out to dinner this evening at the hotel at Port. I would rather have a quiet evening at home alone with you."

"Then let's have both. We'll join your father for a little while, I would like to get to know him better, then return to the Blue Castle tonight. Did you see the look on Cousin Stickle's face when we entered the dining room? I wasn't sure if she was going to box your ears or ask for an autograph."

They laughed as curious onlookers at the roadside watched them pass by.

"I suspect that your mother still has some reserve about her enigmatic son in law. She had so many questions, it was like being in a constable's interview." Barney shouted over the loud engine.

Valancy raised her hand to where his rested on her shoulder and their fingers instinctively interlaced.

"Darling, it's a good thing that you have all that experience with being a thief and a drunkard and a rebel-rouser in the past, tangling with the authorities should be nothing new to you."

"Of course, my dear." Barney kissed his wife on the forehead and released her only long enough to shift the auto up another gear.

"I missed you so much last night." Valancy admitted as she lowered her face into his shoulder.

"I couldn't get to you soon enough, it seemed. I think that my Father even knew that when we were talking this morning. When you entered your Mother's parlor, its like—I was able to breathe again, you know?"

"Yes, I do. Being in my old room was stifling to me. By the time that I heard your automobile pull up, I had already become that caged bird who wouldn't leave even with the door wide open. I thought that you might be angry, that I had tricked you. I didn't intend..."

"I know your heart too well, love. That mistaken letter was the best thing that has ever happened to me...to you and I."

A familiar man on the roadside waved to Barney and he tilted his head forward to acknowledge the person. Valancy continued aloud in her thoughts.

"Would you believe that it was Uncle Benjamin who talked me out of there?" She laughed.

"Not in a million years."

"He said that you would come up and get me if I didn't come down right away."

Barney smiled for hearing that Uncle Benjamin would actually do something in his favor.

"Your uncle is quite perceptive. Not only would I insist upon finding you, I would insist upon carrying you away all together, as I've told you, you belong to the wild now."

"Let's go home." Valancy scooted in tighter as the car steered off of the main roads.