Whispers of Heaven
“They came down from the headland in a shower of loose dirt and small stones, the track they followed emptying onto the southern end of the beach, where the sand was only a narrow band against which the waves hit and broke with wind-driven violence. Jessie reined in, waiting for the Irishman to splash his big roan up beside her."It's a thing of wonder, surely," he said, as casually as if he were remarking on the weather, "the power of this wee snippet of sand. A minute ago your soul was tarnishe...d with the sin of deceit; now your guilt is as if it never was."The surf crashed against their horses' legs to send up a fine spray that felt damp against her face as she stared at him, her heart pounding uncomfortably in her chest. She couldn't have said why his opinion of her mattered, yet it did. "You despise me for keeping my visits to the cottage secret, do you?"He shook his head. " 'Tis not my habit to judge other people. I'm sure you've your reasons."She kneed the mare into a walk, her gaze on the foam- flecked, turquoise-blue water beside them.MoreLess
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