by Joan Smith
“Never mind, love,” he said, and kissed her quite long, till he began to feel a little curiosity as to the unstated lady’s name. Glancing to the carriage, he recognized her and her escort. “That’s a new romance.”
“And she a widow with three children. It’s shocking,” Barbara said in a righteous tone.
“Shocking,” he agreed censoriously, and passed her his cigar.
Copyright © 1980 by Joan Smith
Originally published by Fawcett Coventry
Electronically published in 2004 by Belgrave House/Regency Reads
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