Midges danced in front of her eyes. He had eyes the colour of black treacle and an incredibly sensual mouth shaped rather like a car-tyre. As they drove along in the car Rupert had hired, not a breath of wind stirred the palm trees as they flashed past. Fighting tiredness and misery, she drew the blue and white gingham curtains.
“When a horse is as good as that you’ve got to press on. It was nearly a week since Jake’s fall, but the horse still wouldn’t settle. The days crawled by. Goodness, he was going up to Amanda Hamilton, the much-admired wife of the Minister for Foreign Affairs.
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