Hello, the house! she
He smelt strongly of woodsmoke, blood, and unwashed male, but the night chill bit through my thin dress and I was happy enough to lean back against him.
He gave me a look, strongly suggesting that if one of us was indeed odd, he didn’t think it was himself. Gentlemanly instincts suppressed any remark he might have made to this effect, though. Will you...
He came toward us, looking worried. As the birth grew closer, we had both been edgy; Frank irritable and myself terrified, having no idea what might happen between us, with the appearance of Jamie Fra...
Every legend has one foot on the truth.
Englishman thinks a hundred miles is a long way; an American thinks a hundred years is a long time.
Did you regret it? I asked. Not taking him up on his offer, I mean? Ten thousand times, at the very least, he assured me, breaking into a rueful grin. At the same time … refusing him was one of the fe...
And, Sassenach, he whispered, your face is my heart.
And I want only to throw myself into it and be consumed.
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…but Sassenach—I am the true home of your heart, and I know that. He lifted my hands to his mouth and kissed my upturned palms, one and then the other, his breath warm and his beard-stubble soft on my...
Tri-gravida, well-nourished
Small bottle of penicillin tablets.
Newly-farrowed sow, but Ian had managed to lean in and
Lugubriously,
Conversation turned ineluctably toward
Circumspect. I
Box with me, so there was little I could
Bees that hae honey in their mouths hae stings in their tails,
Ashes of the dead slaves fleeing on the wind, back toward Africa.