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“I think he wants to stab us, Eddie.”
Amy Peel sat on the cushioned stool and scrubbed her…
He opened his eyes.
The Westminster Bridge was swarming with Sunday afternoon merrymakers, all…
Amy was seated at the dressing table, combing her hair.
Amy danced under the brilliant white limelight. She performed the…
“The Duchess of Wembury?”
“Here it is!”
It was breathtaking.
Edmund pressed his back against the door and folded his…
Amy stood beside the tall window, listening to the heavy…
Amy was alone in the dining parlor with an assortment…
“You don’t belong here, mate.”
At breakfast the next morning, Edmund gathered a portion of…
“If you dance with a gentleman at a ball, then…
There was a glamorous assortment of high society guests. Floral…
Amy traveled through the rose-paneled passageway, making her way toward…
Edmund’s horse pranced about the crowded Hyde Park trail. It…
Edmund walked the horse toward the rear of the town…
Amy skulked through the shrubbery. She parted the foliage and…
The low candlelight, the soft furnishings ensnared the senses. It…
The distant clock tower chimed the hour of midnight. Edmund…
“Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight…
During the wedding luncheon, Amy sat at the head of…
Amy eyed the large bed through the looking glass. In…
Amy was huddled in the window seat, wrapped in a…