“Whatever happened in those more than one hundred years, from the time my great-great-great grandfather studied law to the time when my… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“My heart, for unknown reasons, seems to freeze in motion in my chest. I can see he senses it and he holds… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“You can cower,” she told them in a clear voice, wrapping her long shaking fingers around the cold iron bars. “But I… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“And Mother, I love her dearly, but she flies into a panic whenever I mention women’s rights. As she sees it, it… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“How many times can a heart be shattered and still be pieced back together? How many times before the damage is irreparable?” — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“A smile is hidden beneath the mustache, it crinkles the corners of his hooded eyes. “I didn’t. I have other business in… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“Wicked eyes are not a good prospect for seminary boys. They want a gentle, soft sort of wife, not a wife who… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“I came from across the ocean and through the wilderness and landed here and found you hiding behind a tapestry. My fate… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“All I know is that the fear I have been battling all night is breaking down the door of my ignorance. As… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“My dear lady, you have no idea just how scandalous I can be. ~Peter Viktor von Strassenberg, 1905” — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“A glance would not be enough to tell you this was the daughter of Katherine Raquel Demure. Even a lingering gaze would… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“It seemed to me that Mr. Forrester would approve of a woman who could follow him in conversation and not be baffled… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“If you two had babies would they be like uber-von Strassenbergs? Would they be like eight feet tall?” — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“We ran on the fuel of youth and hormones and ignorant arrogance, imagining we had the whole world and the workings thereof… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“It was enough to drive me mad. I was no longer myself and yet I was so much more me than I… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“Even then his thoughts did not turn to prayer but to Abbie and to what she would think about his lack of… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“These were not the belongings of the past prisoner he had imagined. These were a lady’s things—hairpins and stockings and a glove.… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“Oil and Water, Daddy calls us. At four years younger than me, Katie is only fourteen and she already has half the… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
“I can see how your mother would have a point. Having a debate with a politically minded woman can be intriguing and… — Gwenn Wright Copy Share Image
