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Born in a Small Town (Pattons Daughters #4) Windwitch (The Witchlands #2)

Wullie, if you don’t stop being rude to the lady, you’re no’ getting a pint.

But she didn’t know what else to do. She didn’t want to hang around, moping, on the farm. She really didn’t want to see Lennox. No. She might feel strange, but she’d get out, make some money, stock up the van, make sure everything was in tip-top condition . . . try to see herself as a rolling stone, someone who liked moving on, who liked to travel and keep going.Even though it was Sunday and none of the shops in the village was open, she decided to get out there anyway. The sooner the better. And also, she realized, the farther away she was from Lennox and his stupid farm the better right now. The idea that he might pop over and apologize made her feel embarrassed and awkward. She remembered again the look on his face when he’d first seen her in her white dress.

Night World : Daughters of Darkness (Night World #2)

No, she told herself. She was imagining things. Again. As she always did, as Surinder kept pointing out. It was nothing. Or at the very best it was a lonely, angry man wondering if she’d oblige because she only lived up the hill, and that wasn’t at all what she was after either.Then her traitorous thoughts strayed again to the feeling of his strong, large calloused hand on hers.No. No no no no. Moving on. She was moving on. This wasn’t her home; they wouldn’t really notice. It was a stopping point, that was all, a way of getting her out of an unsatisfying career and into an interesting one. Life would go on here and she would go elsewhere, and no one would miss her.

Nice Girls Dont Bite Their Neighbors (Jane Jameson #4)

Actually, it turned out, since the weather was still holding—almost unheard of for this part of the world—the little village was absolutely thronged, people everywhere exploring the historic cobbled streets. The pub had thrown open its doors, and Edwin and Hugh waved merrily to her, perched at wooden tables set up outside, both of them nursing their usual pint of 80 Shilling.She stopped for a chat, as she normally did, and presented them with her latest finds: a Cold War submarine thriller for Edwin, which he adored, no matter how similar they ended up to one another, and a contemporary rom com for Wullie, of all people, who had accidentally stumbled across one and now adored the entire genre, notably unfazed when teased about how many pink-jacketed books he was reading.

And as Nina looked around the little village in the sunshine, she couldn’t help but notice something.

Everyone was reading. People out in their gardens. An old lady in her wheelchair by the war memorial. A little girl absentmindedly swinging on the swings, her feet dangling, completely engrossed in What Katy Did.Safe in his arms, she relaxed and held him close, feeling his warmth and strength.

I wish there was something I could do to help you, he whispered as he rubbed her back. I feel like I’m bad for you.After a while, she said, Actually … Pulling away from him, she took a deep breath. There is something you could do for me.

Mort (Discworld #4)

Name it, he replied. And it’s yours.The following evening, Rhage and Mary let Bitty go to the Audience House again to see her uncle.

It wasn’t any easier, Mary decided. Nope. Not something you got used to—especially not after Rhage’s getting shot.And as the Mercedes took off down the hill once more, she and Rhage went back into the house and stalled out in the foyer. The mansion was largely quiet, First Meal being cleaned up, the Brothers going on about their nights, the shellans, too.

I kind of feel left behind, she said as she went over and sat on the lower step of the staircase. You know, our lives are ending in a way. Everyone else is going on. I mean, I realize that’s sadness talking, but it’s how I feel.Rhage came across and joined her. I’m with you.

She glanced at him. I’m so glad you were wearing that vest last night. But why didn’t you tell me?It’s just an addition in gear. You know, after that last chest wound—that was too close a call, even for me. And with Bitty around … He cleared his throat. So, yeah, I asked Fritz to get me some. I tried a number of them out. And the one I had on last night is my favorite. Worked like a charm, too.

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