Am I so forgettable?” He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of gray blue. There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. His hands reached under her skirt. " "Company!" echoed Rachel; "at this time of night?" "Company, child," repeated Kneebone. ‘You didn’t understand it any better than I. Now she knew why the soldiers had not caught him. ” 281 282 About the Author Kimberly Steele grew up in a suburb of Chicago, Illinois and currently resides in Naperville, Illinois.
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