Look Listen and Love

She considered the carpet but found it was fitted against the skirting board – the rugs which covered it were loose and were, she suspected, moved every morning by the conscientious French maids.

To – save me,” Tempera whispered

It was amazingly clever of you, my precious,” the Duke said

I pointed to it and told my father, ‘That is what I want

of her cheek before he said

The Duke drew her closer to him and his lips were on the softness

resemble the angel, but I thought no-one else would ever see the likeness.”

Papa showed it to me when I was ten years old, and told me that one day I would

He raised his head and with his arms enfolding her

She looked up into his eyes and thought they held a touch of fire from the last glow of the sinking sun