Welcome back as we continue on with the first chapter of A Heart on Hold, book one of my Everlasting Heart series. We are sitting beside the brook at dusk and Sanderson has just joined Charlotte as she sat on the green and white checked picnic blanket he brought for her as a gift from NYC.
With a cough, Sanderson shook his head. The fog that had enveloped them fizzled into the dusk. Tearing her gaze away from his chiseled profile, Charlotte cleared her throat. “Um, what was I saying?”
“Oh yes,” he started. “Perhaps I should have insisted you read Romeo and Juliet first. Apparently The Crusades aren’t the best choice in literary works, given the trouble our own country is in.”
The giddy feeling subsided and was quickly replaced with disgust over the actions of those characters that filled the pages of The Crusades. “What I just flat don’t get is how those rich nobles, who were supposed to be so inherently smart to begin with−” Charlotte’s smile faded and she could feel herself flush over the absurdity of society’s leaders of yesteryear. The heated words flew off her tongue almost as quickly as they came into her head and she was powerless to stem their flow, despite her beau’s enchanting presence.
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