Rules for Reforming a Rake
““LAUREL, YOU LOOK ASHEN.” Daisy set down her fork and pushed away from the breakfast table. She stared at her sister, then at Graelem. The pair were seated across from her, Graelem shoveling his breakfast into his mouth as though he hadn’t eaten in weeks. No doubt it was a ruse to avoid talking to her. More to the point, to avoid answering her questions about Gabriel and his mission.
She had meant to ask more about it, but Laurel’s condition was of greater concern at the moment. Laurel hadn...’t touched her food, an alarming circumstance since until this morning, she had been inhaling portions large enough to feed a regiment.
“Sweetheart?” Graelem set down his fork as well and was about to raise his teacup to his lips, but stopped to study his wife. “Aren’t you hungry? Do you feel ill?”
“I’m fine,” she insisted, scowling at both of them. “I wish you two would stop fussing over me. Daisy’s the one who ought to be fussed over.”MoreLess
She had meant to ask more about it, but Laurel’s condition was of greater concern at the moment. Laurel hadn...’t touched her food, an alarming circumstance since until this morning, she had been inhaling portions large enough to feed a regiment.
“Sweetheart?” Graelem set down his fork as well and was about to raise his teacup to his lips, but stopped to study his wife. “Aren’t you hungry? Do you feel ill?”
“I’m fine,” she insisted, scowling at both of them. “I wish you two would stop fussing over me. Daisy’s the one who ought to be fussed over.”MoreLess
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