She turned her painted blue eyes toward the assistant and said something in French before she left.
Nancy B. Brewer
Summertime she speaks of winter, she eats ham, but speaks of beef, got a good man but, flirts with another. She might as well go to hell, cause she ain't gonna be happy in heaven either! - Carolina Rain series.
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He was wearing a little bag of Mojo around his neck. (from Carolina Rain, by Nancy B. Brewer)
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The curtains were not yet drawn and with the moonlight spreading across the room, I could see clearly. I undressed and slipped a soft cotton gown over my naked body. I pulled the blanket off the foot of my bed, covered my shoulders and wa.. Lked out on the balcony. The cool night air blowing through my hair served as a reminder that only a hint of summer remained in this year of 1860.
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