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Circumstances Unknown - Jonellen Heckler
1993 English hardcover first edition, first impression, Headline, London A near fine book in near fine unclipped dustwrapper No previous owner names, inscriptions or stamps etc Tightly bound and square, clean contents and cloth, usual Hodder edge tanning The jacket is clean and bright An underrated author For Sale at £9 (approx $15) *DF6 - free delivery worldwide ! |
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She walked slowly into his line of sight, straightening the straps of her bathing suit and cinching a towel tighter around her waist. He shifted quietly in the water and moved along the edges of the raft, careful to keep back, hidden, as she left the dirt road and picked her way down the grassy trail to the edge of the lake. At this distance, her features were indistinct, but her silhouette brought a familiar, decisive closing at the center of his heart: legs too thin for the hips, hips too thin for the breasts, breasts too small for the electric torrent of black hair that encircled her head and swept her shoulders. Warmth flooded his belly, surprising him. He had grown numb waiting for her in the chilly depths while mist rose around him and the sun inched over the horizon. She draped the towel on a branch, turned in his direction, and sprinted gracefully into the water, diving beneath the surface and coming up gasping. Ragged sounds skipped toward him: the whisper of ripples, a shallow cough. She would swim to the raft, as she did every day. The moment was here. He had dreamed it, planned, it, feared it, desired it for so long. She began to tread water. Gradually, her movements subsided until she floated, almost perfectly still, scanning the muddy banks, the treetops. Did she sense a presence other than her own? He slid completely behind the raft and submerged himself to his chin, forehead resting against the weathered wood. It had the scent of camps and forest lodges, of unused fireplaces and summer loneliness. |
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