Too Much Too Soon Page 55
Joscelyn’s mind jumped to a thin, homely, painfully bright little girl falling for this same teasing smile—oh, how Curt had molded her life.
Honora’s thoughts were softer and fuzzier than those of her sisters: she was trying to recapture the magic of that love-at-first-sight moment by the bric-a-brac covered piano.
He came over to link his arm in hers. “I hate like hell to break this up,” he said, “but in case you’ve forgotten there’s a party going on.”
His smile included them all.
The three women smiled back, but as they left the circular room with him their eyes were again moist.
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