A Katherine Reay Collection: Dear Mr. Knightley, Lizzy and Jane, the Bronte Plot

by Katherine Reay

Have you ever confused your senses? Something tastes like another thing smells? This was one of those moments.

I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look, or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.

At first, it was a niggling feeling, a pebble in her shoe, and one she could easily remove and forget. But that time passed and the pebble had left a blister that wasn’t so easily dismissed.