Last Sunday came and went almost before I realised it, and far ro quickly for me to cath it by the tale, so today I an offering you six sentences from a new WIP - from the third book in the Gasquet Princes Series.
Quickly knowing how much she’d embarrass him if she held onto him any longer than a couple of seconds, Rosie moved back and made a play of studying herself in the mirror.
“I lack the crown, don’t you think?” Angling her head from side to side, she met her son’s reflected grin in the mirror.
“You don’t need a crown when you wear that dress.”
The floor length pleated skirt of her diamond blue satin gown billowed round her legs when she turned. She still wasn’t sure about the single flowered strap that led the eye to the snug fitting bodice hugging her curves and emphasizing her slender waist, but had to agree it looked good on her. Lots more SIX Sentence Sunday orrerings HERE