Something had shifted between us, faintly, but the change was almost palpable. Our friendship had sat lightly between us, an ephemeral thing, without weight or gravity. Once, in the Boboli Gardens, un...
Earnshaw is quite a famous name, thanks to Miss Brontë . I did not realise there were Earnshaws in this country.Mrs. Earnshaw gave a sharp nod. Aye. And Heathcliffs and Eyres, as well. Proper little t...
You are curious and quick, you have a deft mind, and for some unaccountable reason, people tell you things -- useful things.
One of the joys of writing historical fiction is the chance to read as much as you like on a pet subject - so much that you could easily bore your friends senseless on the topic.
