We were losing altitude now. In a moment we were flying through the clouds, the plane surrounded by billowing mist. Beside me, Ellie put down her fashion magazine and sighed, looking gloriously tan and fit after our three months of touring the Greek islands, traveling through Italy and sunning on...
It finally lulled me to sleep. I had lain awake for what seemed like hours, my brain whirling with questions. Delia’s bright, pert face seemed to float before me, and then the dark eyes of Derek Hawke stared from out of the darkness, his wide lips twisting into a smile. The bed was warm, the feat...
A brisk breeze scurried low on the ground, ruffling through the stiff brown grass on the moors with a whispering sound. It was after four o’clock, and I was walking aimlessly, hoping the exercise would relieve some of the tension I had felt ever since Maud left. The wind caught the hems of my ski...
You live in a safe, secure, tight cocoon, protected by that hard shell, but I’m the butterfly who has burst out. I must fly. I must test my wings. It’s delicious, this freedom, this marvelous pure air that allows me to soar … There is danger, yes, but I still prefer it to your cocoon, Jane. But e...
Ollie gave me a firm look. "You'll have to work very, very hard, duckie," she informed me, "and, I must warn you, I'm a tyrant. I brook no nonsense. I demand complete obedience." "Yes, ma'am," I said, thoroughly intimidated now. She continued to skewer me with that firm lo...
Set far back from the street, copper spire rising nobly above the huge oaks that surrounded it, the church was protected by a walled courtyard with high iron gates. At twenty after twelve, a hoard of chattering women was already milling about impatiently in front of the gates. Armed with umbrella...
She wore a dull gold bracelet, and emerald pendants dangled from her ears. Her short-clipped hair was like a tight ebony cap, and her deep blue eyes were surrounded by long, thick sooty-black lashes, the lids etched with a subtle blue-green shadow, brows curving in graceful arcs. The mouth was a ...