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Intertwine (House of Oak, #1) Intertwine by Nichole Van
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“Oh please, Arthur,” James said with a grimace. “Marianne hasn’t enough backbone to say ‘boo’ to a stray dog, much less insert herself into a crisis.”
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“It was one of those perfect moments. Where your heart takes a picture and you store it away, so that when life becomes less than, you can pull out this one perfect memory and remember. At one point in time, life had been decidedly more.”
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“You know, somewhere a Jane Austen angel just lost her wings over you saying that.”
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“Oh, darling,” she breathed, “there is nothing . . . nothing now . . . nothing then . . . nothing in any time that I love so well as you.”
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“She felt like Cinderella at the ball with Prince Charming. Only with fewer anthropomorphic mice, musical fairy godmothers and frighteningly hazardous glass slippers. Not to mention that Georgiana would never be an ugly step-sister.”
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“But, Emme, I do know this. We have crossed that line. Utterly and thoroughly. It is foolishness to think that life’s greatest joys don’t also come with some of life’s greatest pain.”
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“I’ve always thought that life is a pattern of opposites. In any relationship, there is a line. A point where you cross over, and you can no longer extricate your life from another’s without pain.”
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“Then there was her tablet, the larger version of her phone. He struggled to comprehend what she meant by the word ‘internet,’ finding the entire concept utterly foreign. But he had grasped Angry Birds easily enough.”
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“He and Emme sat in Auntie Gray’s small cottage, Emme dressed again in Georgiana’s riding habit. She had committed to behaving as a proper genteel lady. Running around broadcasting anachronistic clothing, behavior and speech patterns would not help their current situation.”
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“Good heavens,” he murmured. “What is all this then?” Emme laughed. “Welcome to the 21st century,” she said, patting his arm.”
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“She couldn’t remain here, in 1812. Emme didn’t think she could live in a world where women were still viewed as property. Where a woman’s only options were marriage or prostitution, as she had already seen firsthand. She couldn’t bring a child into a world where the threat of disease constantly loomed. Not to mention living in a time without iTunes, indoor plumbing and Xanax. She shuddered at the thought.”
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“Amnesia plus time travel? That had to be some sort of disaster magnet record. If anyone kept track of such things.”
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“Love happens so rarely, it seems. It is a shame to let it slip away because of fear.”
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“James ignored Arthur’s dismayed gasp. Really, Arthur had insisted on this conversation. Now what right did he have to be shocked by it?”
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“James knew a gentlemen should not become involved with a lady who had no memory of her past. Not that he had read up on the topic in an etiquette book.”
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“I guess I’m going to have to strip off my shirt and go after the poor sunken skiff, aren’t I?” he said with a grimace. Oh yes, please, Alter Emme replied, breathless and chirpy.”
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“Wait, did she just curl her pinky finger around his? Alter Emme asked. Indeed, she had. Good for her, Alter Emme said approvingly.”
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“Emme stood as well, turning to see James stride through the door, his crinkly smile in full view. Really, did the air have to whoosh out of her lungs every time she saw him?”
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“She suppressed, yet again, that little flip of her heart. Such eye-candy, Alter Emme swooned. Delicious eye-candy. Emme ignored that. Seriously. Her alter voice was not helping.”
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“He broke off the gaze first, turning back to Georgiana. She pulled a shaking hand from her mouth, his handkerchief tinged with blood.”
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“Better,” Emme replied. “Though nothing of my memory has returned, I’m so sorry to say.” Emme found herself instinctively matching her speech and accent to Georgiana’s. It seemed fitting but not entirely normal. Again, just one more thing that was a little off.”
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“To her chagrin, Emme couldn’t help but remember all the movies where bad things happened to heroines—particularly those who wandered into dark unknown basements in the middle of thunderstorms. But she was hardly a heroine.”
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“She often felt attracted to a guy. But that attraction just never seemed to move beyond a physical sense. There was never that deep, soul-nourishing emotional spark that books, movies and friends assured her did exist.”
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“For the record, you wouldn’t have to be Mr. Darcy. He would bore me to tears in about five minutes. I mean, take away all his money and what are you left with? An uptight, socially awkward guy who can’t relate to people.” “You know, somewhere a Jane Austen angel just lost her wings over you saying that.”
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“How could everything about him be so boring? Fate had given him a longing for adventure but not an ounce of rebellion.”
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“There are moments in life that sear into the soul. Brief glimpses of some larger force.”
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“But Emme drifted deeper, something pulling her farther and farther into the debris of lives past and spent. To the trace of human passing, like fingerprints left in the paint of a pioneer cupboard door.”
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“Oh, heaven protect us from ladies armed with a knowledge of exotic fruit!”
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“You are eternal in both directions. If you look far enough into the past, you'll find the future there." This”
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“guffaw. “Seb, you”
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