Cinders to Satin (2013)
“Edward’s flower garden bloomed, and his vegetable patch was lush and green. The first sweet peas had already been picked, and another row was growing for the cool weather of autumn. Callie assigned herself the task of weeding and harvesting the bright blooms to decorate the townhouse. Edward watched her from the kitchen window as she bent over to dig in the soil. Women, he knew, didn’t like to get dirt under their fingernails, but when he’d offered her gardening gloves, Callie had shunned them. She wanted to feel the rich, black earth between her fingers, she’d said. At times Edward was a bit disgruntled with her success in his garden. His rows of vegetables had never looked so neat, so orderly. And try as he might, he could never keep his garden free from weeds, not the way Miss Callie could.
He watched her now as she dropped to her knees, her garden basket beside her. Her movements were slow, sure, and deft as she plucked here and patted there. What magic did she have in her fingers... to make the plants so green and lush, seeming to grow directly beneath her touch?MoreLess
He watched her now as she dropped to her knees, her garden basket beside her. Her movements were slow, sure, and deft as she plucked here and patted there. What magic did she have in her fingers... to make the plants so green and lush, seeming to grow directly beneath her touch?MoreLess
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