was a joy and a warmth and a love about him that bubbled over the edges and exploded like fireworks on the Fourth of July. It was impossible not to like him, not to want to reach out and become part of his life. And Serena felt the pull of it too as she stood back and watched him, but she felt something else as well, a wave of admiration from him that was so overpowering, she wasn't sure how to react. Despite the rapid-fire conversation between the brothers, Teddy hadn't taken his eyes off Serena since he'd arrived. And finally he spoke to her again.
“Serena, you are so beautiful?” He seemed knocked right off his feet and Serena could only laugh.
“Not only that,” her husband added, “she's a princess. How about that!”
“She looks it.” The younger brother said it with total seriousness, and Brad watched him with tenderness and amusement.
“Now, don't go falling in love with her, kiddo, I saw her first.”
But there was a kind of total overwhelming awe in Teddy's face that almost made you want to look away while he gazed at Serena.
“My God, you're lovely.” He couldn't take his eyes off her face, but it was Serena who broke the spell.
She whispered at him over the armful of roses he handed her after they embraced.
“Actually I'm not really Serena. I'm a girl Brad met on the ship and he asked me to take her place.”
“Cute though, isn't she?” Brad put a mildly possessive arm around his bride. After all, his brother was twelve years younger than he, and only three years older than his wife, he didn't want the boy to get carried away. “By the way, how is our charming sister-in-law-to-be?”
Teddy's sunny face clouded over for a long moment. “Fine, I guess.” His voice was both vague and subdued as Brad and Serena watched him. “Greg's been drunk every night for the past two weeks. I'm not sure what that's supposed to mean. Good times or terror?”
“Maybe a little of both.” Brad was watching his brother's eyes.
But Teddy was always honest with him. “I don't think Greg knows what he's doing, Brad. Or maybe he doesn't want to know, which is even worse.”
“Are you suggesting that someone stop this thing? Now?” Brad looked upset as he asked.
“I don't know. Mother's sure as hell not going to do it. Greg is rapidly becoming her great white hope. Ever since you've decided to become a professional soldier”—he looked disparagingly at his brother, but Brad only grinned—”and it's obvious that I'll never play the family game, it looks like Greg is it.”
“Poor kid.” For a moment Brad didn't say more, and then the customs officials arrived to check through their trunks and look at their passports. He asked for Teddy's as well, but Teddy quickly pulled out a special pass. One of his father's political friends had got it for him from the mayor of New York, and it allowed him to meet friends at ships, and not have to wait until they cleared customs. It was convenient at times like this, but the customs man felt patronized by Teddy's inadvertent show of rank.
“Special privileges, eh?”
Teddy looked mildly embarrassed. “Just this once. My brother hasn't been home since the war.” He waved at Brad, and the customs man's face immediately softened.
“Coming home on the Liberté, son? Not a bad way to travel.”
“Not at all. We managed to turn it into a honeymoon.”
“Your wife go over to meet you?” He had only checked the luggage. His partner had handled the passports and seen that Serena was Italian, but this man had no way of knowing. She hadn't said a word.
“No.” Brad looked down at her proudly. “I met my wife over there. In Rome.”
“Italian?” The customs man's eyes narrowed as he looked her over, in all her perfect ivory and golden beauty, the gardenias on her lapel, and the sun glinting on her hair, as he stood in his grayed uniform with spots on the tie and dirt under his nails.
“Yes, my wife is Italian. From Rome.” Brad repeated with a smile, as the other man began to glare.
“Plenty of girls in this country to marry, sonny. Or didn't you remember? Christ, some of you young guys got over there and forgot what was back home.” He glared at all three of them, and then hurried away to inspect someone else's bags. There was an angry light in Brad's eyes and blind fury in Teddy's, but Serena put