(being a cont. serialisation)
Great Hall, Woodstock Lodge (near Oxford), the Rochester country estate.
ANNE WILMOT, DOWAGER COUNTESS OF ROCHESTER: I have a letter, post haste, from Baptiste. They … Read the whole text
He didn’t think there could be such a thing as true love. As a child, the movie Titanic taught him what it was to love, to feel something deeper than anything he’d ever felt before. That kind … Read the whole text
“…so, I took your hand, whispered in your ear, and felt your heartbeat race with mine.”
Holding Dee’s left hand within his, John leaned forward close to her face to brush her wayward hair from … Read the whole text
Ahmed sits at his favourite table in Tim Hortons, gazing across the parking lot of the mall. Beyond the lot is a road, and beyond that another parking lot stretches into the distance. It is only … Read the whole text
My father loves the way only an ex-soldier can.
He loves with things handy and familiar.
Like steel or fist.
My father is practical.
The way his belts love my behind.
The way … Read the whole text
