“You and I are not cut from the same cloth, Knowles.” “If you kill me, we are.” Knowles grabbed anew at Daffin's arm, his complexion darkening from red to near-purple. Daffin loosened his grip only slightly.
But during the short time that they had together , she'd gleaned little beyond what she could see . ... Have cook mix up some horseradish witOh that new ketchup for dipping and trust me , you shall have a gourmet delight .
A common man with a noble mission. And a surprise that just might be waiting for them under the mistletoe in Kiss Me At Christmas by Valerie Bowman. Bow Street Runner Daffin Oakleaf abhors Christmas.
Two sparkling, festive stories!
Two sparkling, festive stories!