The Carriagemaker's Daughter (2002) - Plot & Excerpts
The winter light in town never streams anywhere, Pam thought to herself. It limps along, if one is lucky. She pulled on a silk wrapper and opened the doors to her small balcony, feeling invigorated, as usual, by the country air. Even the contretemps with the coach yesterday–a trace had snapped and caused a horrible tangle that had taken ages to sort out–was fading quickly from memory. Luton Court at Christmas was warmth and security, one unchanging tradition in an occasionally tumultuous life. Why do I feel so lonely? Pam asked herself, and then stopped, a frisson of shock traveling the length of her spine. Lonely? I’m here at Luton, with family and friends–of course I don’t feel lonely. She looked out at the distant hills, covered in gleaming caps of snow. The holidays had been magical for the children of the country household. Pamela remembered waking to the hush of an early Christmas morning, creeping downstairs to see the huge linen-draped tables that had appeared overnight, as if by magic, in the grand entrance hall.
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