She hurries to the front door and waves as her sister, her niece and her nephew climb down from the cart, and Mr Barker undoes the straps around their luggage and begins to pile it on the ground.‘Oh, careful with that one, please! It’s rather fragile,’ Amelia cries. Mr Barker clamps his jaw into ...
She moved with an odd grace, as purposefully as ever but never suddenly, neatly angling her new width around the furniture and through the narrow door of the dugout she shared with Joe. Caroline watched her. She watched, and she wondered, her heart full of suspicions that she went from discrediti...
He was intrigued by her reaction to the picture of Dennis he’d shown her—the way she’d blushed and seemed reluctant to look too long. He opened two magazines and the recent Christie’s catalog to the pages of the Dennis pictures, and set them side by side. He was sitting at a dark, sticky table in...