Six Sentence Sunday
After having my head stuck in finishing this Regency romance, I'm back and offering you six more sentences while it is now away househunting.
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When his new wife had left him the night before, he’d returned downstairs to find Freddie waiting for him in the library with a glass of brandy in his hand. “She is willing to accept the tale we concocted?”
“Yes, she is.” They’d talked of many things well into the night and separated with the shared satisfaction that they’d achieved a job well done.
Now he watched the woman beside him meld with her horse as the wind caught her hair and tugged it out of the knot she’d created at her neck. “This is what being alive is all about,” she cried, her eyes brighter than he’d ever seen them and he could not doubt her as the ground beneath them slipped away.
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