Friday, April 17, 2015

Part of the 1st,paragraph of my new novel The Liberty Bodice.

The Liberty Bodice Chapter One New beginnings My thoughts turn to the time I was born. The year was 1922; it was winter and not so long after the end of the First World War. Mum told me later how bitterly cold it was. “As cold as a psychopath’s heart, that it was on the day you were born,

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