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Chapters (44)
  1. Cover
  2. Books by Roseanna M. White
  3. Title Page
  4. Dedication
  5. Epigraphs
  6. 1
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  8. 3
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  10. 5
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  12. 7
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  14. 9
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  36. 31
  37. 32
  38. 33
  39. Epilogue
  40. A Note from the Author
  41. Discussion Questions
  42. About the Author
  43. Back Ads
  44. Back Cover

Apparently he was utterly transparent. Drake gave him a sheepish smile and stood. “Yes, sir. I know.” And every man had to say farewell to his sweetheart these days, it seemed. He was nothing special. He ought to simply be grateful to have had this much time with her. And that he wasn’t being sent to the front lines. Just to Spain. Back to his grandfather’s luxurious house and Thoroton’s efficient team.

But he was going to miss her.

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Is it too soon, do you think?” Dot worried her lip between her teeth—and still was smiling. “I shouldn’t be even hoping for such a thing quite yet, I know. And he’s only been at Lord Whitby’s factory for a few weeks. But he’s already been promoted once. It seems right.”

Were it anyone but Dot speculating on whether or not her sweetheart meant to propose to her over Christmas, Margot would have rolled her eyes and strode away over the parade grounds and home without a backward glance. But it was Dot. And so she rolled her eyes and stayed at her side, happy enough to take the path that would lead her to Dot’s flat instead of her own. “Of course it’s right. Does it even require conversation?” Because even with Dot, she didn’t quite know how to have such a conversation. What if she wanted to start talking about weddings? Gowns? Flower arrangements? Margot shuddered at the very thought.

“When I’m with him . . . he makes me feel as though I’m the only girl in the world. As though none of my quirks matter in the least. That we can stay in or we can go out, and it’s all the same so long as we’re together.”

“Well, it would be stupid to consider marriage to someone who didn’t think that way, wouldn’t it?” Margot pulled her scarf a bit tighter and tucked her hands into her coat pockets. The air had gotten downright icy throughout the day and was bitter now, with newly fallen night around them. They might actually get a bit of snow if warmer air didn’t sweep in off the ocean and return them to last month’s relative temperance. “Though you can be sure Red, at least, isn’t going anywhere. There’s no reason to rush into anything. Why not enjoy the courtship?”

And give Margot a few more weeks or months of friendship before they spun into their different world. She didn’t want to think of how everything would change once Dot got married. Would she even keep working at the OB? Or would she settle happily into the new role of housewife, tending the little flat Holmes had so proudly invited them all to the other night, and leave this world behind?