“ He laughed and it sounded startled and a bit rusty, as if he didn't do that very often. ”
Bea did not want a new mother. She'd hardly even seen the one she once had, except for glimpses out the window when her mother was climbing into a carriage to go off to a party. She'd been as beautiful as an angel, all sparkling and laughing in her lovely gowns, but not much use.
~ Amanda Mccabe
