“envelope she’d let fall to her lap, standing out so glaringly white against the skirt of her black bombazine gown, might contain a letter from her deceased parents using just the sort of tender words she’d longed to hear from… — Danice Allen Copy Share Image
“Mr. Tibble bowed his head, and Amanda was immediately sorry she’d spoken with such cool disdain. She did not like to see timid Mr. Tibble quake, but she was having a hard time controlling her displeasure. The envelope she’d let… — Danice Allen Copy Share Image
“I thought you were sleepy, Jack,” she said weakly. “Not anymore. Randy as a goat, sweetheart. Now, are you coming to bed, or am… — Danice Allen Copy Share Image
“You can’t control every event of your life, Miss Darlington, so you might as well enjoy each moment you can and grasp each lovely… — Danice Allen Copy Share Image
“they did,” murmured Amanda, remembering anew the horrible night she learned of the carriage accident that had instantly killed her father and mother. As… — Danice Allen Copy Share Image
“The harried solicitor gripped the rim of his hat as he held it against his chest and peered anxiously at Amanda” — Danice Allen Copy Share Image
“envelope she’d let fall to her lap, standing out so glaringly white against the skirt of her black bombazine gown, might contain a letter… — Danice Allen Copy Share Image
“The harried solicitor gripped the rim of his hat as he held it against his chest and peered anxiously at Amanda over the top… — Danice Allen Copy Share Image
“Tibble, can you possibly be saying that you’ve had this letter in your office since my father and mother died six months ago?” — Danice Allen Copy Share Image
“Mr. Tibble bowed his head, and Amanda was immediately sorry she’d spoken with such cool disdain. She did not like to see timid Mr.… — Danice Allen Copy Share Image
