On the date of his birth, she would have her driver take her to the entrance of the Parliament building. There she would sit for hours in her wheel chair, admiring the ornate carving of her son, and remembering a wonderful time of love.
They were lovers. He was a well-established and a recognized member of the House of Lords and she, a commoner – the daughter of a London baker. Regardless of their status, they met, they spent secret time together, and unexpectedly, fell in love.
With love came intimacy, and the resulting product was a boy. She was not married and with the counsel of her parents, decided to give up their son to adoption. Her lover followed their son’s progress and would relate details to her.
During a remodel of the building and general reconstruction, many artifacts were replaced. One of them was the carving at this entrance. There were many different opinions about the origin of the replacement, but she knew the truth.
Although she never learned his adopted name, she knew he was now one of the members of the House of Commons. Maybe, today as she sat, he would pass and she would once again be close to him.
Regardless, she would not have changed a thing about the past. Currently, they have a different kind of relationship; he still visits privately with her and provides for her wellbeing.
The carved stone marks a wonderful time of love.