Sari Robins - [Andersen Hall Orphanage] - Plot & Excerpts
Lifting her hands from the stone balustrade overlooking the moonlit gardens, Edwina turned. “Ginny! So good to see you.” She couldn’t quite hide the relief from her voice. Ginny’s arthritic hip must have been bothering her; she leaned heavily on a cane for support as she crossed the veranda, her peach-colored skirts swooshing with every step. Janelle followed close behind, waving her lacy fan about like a weapon. “We’ve been looking for you in every blasted corner of that ballroom and yet you choose to hide out in the darkness?” There was plenty of light shining through the French doors and open windows to illuminate the stone terrace, but Edwina didn’t say so. Ever since Prescott had made Edwina aware of Janelle’s vulnerabilities, it had been much easier to be forbearing. Probably because it came from her own wish to be so, and not simply to placate Ginny. “I was hoping for a little quiet,” Edwina explained. Janelle shoved her purple turban back on her head. “What?
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