“Lena slipped her silk sleeves into the jacket I held for her, smoothed it over her person, and buttoned it slowly.” — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“He simply smiled at her with a soft, gentle expression in his eyes that warmed her all over, then he took her jacket from her and held it so she could slide her arms into the sleeves. His knuckles brushed… — Paula Altenburg Copy Share Image
