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“To be told the future is wrong. Nobody should know when they’re going to die,” said the Countess indignantly. “Life is to be lived, not wasted waiting for death.
“I don’t know you at all, Reagan, but something tells me you don’t normally offer good advice.” Reagan gave a harsh chuckle. “No, I’m usually a sarcastic bitch and enjoy playing with people’s minds.” Lilybeth touched her arm sympathetically. “That façade must be very taxing to maintain.
Desire wasn't reserved for the young. If anything, it was to be valued more with age.
Her silence was ominous through the soup.
The brides looked beautiful and so completely in love that she choked back a tear. She wiped her eyes, conscious Pela’s eyes were on her. Savannah smiled at her ruefully. Lord, she’d faced the worst demons without flinching, yet here she was wallowing in sentimentality. Pela squeezed her hand fondly and whispered, “You’re an old softy, love.” “I know. Can’t help it,” she murmured.
