Haunting Violet
“Mother left early to pick up our photographs from Mr. Hudson, and Marjorie was hiding in the kitchen. I didn’t see Colin until I’d finished the pot of tea and was standing up to leave. He seemed taller somehow, older.
And I suddenly didn’t know what to say.
He smiled. “Good morning.”
I smiled back. “Good morning.”
This was ridiculous. I wasn’t going to become one of those girls who was hopelessly tongue-tied and woolly-headed because of a boy. He might be the boy who had kissed me until I was b...reathless, but he was also the boy who had once snuck an earthworm into my cucumber salad.
“What did Elizabeth have to say?” he asked, confirming that he had been the one to rescue the letter from Mother’s prying eyes. I was grateful for an actual topic of conversation to distract me from his eyes, pale as clouds reflected in a summer lake.
I was getting positively sentimental. It would never do.
“Vi?”
“Sorry.” I snapped back to attention. “She sent me one of Tabitha’s letters.MoreLess
And I suddenly didn’t know what to say.
He smiled. “Good morning.”
I smiled back. “Good morning.”
This was ridiculous. I wasn’t going to become one of those girls who was hopelessly tongue-tied and woolly-headed because of a boy. He might be the boy who had kissed me until I was b...reathless, but he was also the boy who had once snuck an earthworm into my cucumber salad.
“What did Elizabeth have to say?” he asked, confirming that he had been the one to rescue the letter from Mother’s prying eyes. I was grateful for an actual topic of conversation to distract me from his eyes, pale as clouds reflected in a summer lake.
I was getting positively sentimental. It would never do.
“Vi?”
“Sorry.” I snapped back to attention. “She sent me one of Tabitha’s letters.MoreLess
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