Caucasian woman, early 40s, with short brown hair and glasses, wearing a knitted blue sweater to match her knitted blue bookmark.
Lord John and the Brotherhood of the Blade, Diana Gabaldon (Doubleday)
Page 77:
He felt the shiver of a goose crossing his grave, and shook it off, quaffing the punch in one swallow.
If a man had fallen face first into the plane of glass, she thought, back over the table to land on the deck beside the cottage, the pool of blood spilling from his neck would be unmistakably horrific. And while proportionate to its tiny body, she simply couldn't bring herself to feel anything for the grouse as she picked up its limp body, a ruby red pool under its head. She wondered if it was because she was hungry.
1 comment:
very intruiging. I have only read a few SF books, one being Alex Webster and The Gods by David Dent. His more than excellent book got me curious to other SF books. I will have to give this one a go I think.
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