The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 2

by Beth Brower

“Have no fear, Miss Lion”––and Hawkes quirked an eyebrow upward––“you’ve become one of my favourite members of the parish. Your sins are simply marvellous.

“Miss Lion, are you having a good deal of fun at my expense? Or am I simply to believe that Mr. Flat, and the cat, and your maid, and a Roman ghost, all just happened, as if it were a normal experience to be had in Lapis Lazuli House?”

“Mr. Pierce,” I said, “I have found that on occasions of high absurdity, one either discovers a great friend or someone to never speak with again. Having now experienced a disastrous evening in Lapis Lazuli House, I leave it to you to decide which you would prefer.”

I was trying to tell you that I want to find a wife who will consider me as Emma Lion does.”

I lost part of my heart to this stranger.