“But was this the touted bliss of love that she'd read about in Madame Sand's spicy novels? It was not the crushing sensation she'd expected, but rather feathery and weightless. How lightly had his hand covered hers! And how much… — Enid Shomer Copy Share Image
“Attraction The whites of his eyes pull me like moons. He smiles. I believe his face. Already my body slips down in the chair:… — Enid Shomer Copy Share Image
“But was this the touted bliss of love that she'd read about in Madame Sand's spicy novels? It was not the crushing sensation she'd… — Enid Shomer Copy Share Image
“Flo hated how public an event affection inevitably became. Marrying in a church while scrutinized by dozens of people struck her as a barbaric… — Enid Shomer Copy Share Image
“How could you determine a man's intention if you didn't speak his language or share his beliefs? She'd happily embarked on a study of… — Enid Shomer Copy Share Image
