A Wedding in December
Chapter One
The glaciers are receding," she said. Nora peered through the window
as if she could see the progress of said glaciers some ten thousand
miles north. "I read it in the paper. This morning."
The view, Harrison had noted before he'd sat down, was of
still-green lawns and dormant rosebushes, of a wrought iron fence
and a garden bench, of ornamental grasses and white pines. Beyond
the considerable acreage was a steel ribbon of river and beyond that
a range of mountains, blue-gray in the morning light.
"The birds must be confused," he said.
"They are. I ... I see them flying north all the time."
"Is it bad for business?"
"No. Not really. No one's canceled. Though the ski areas are
suffering."
Nora left the window and moved to the chair opposite. He watched her
cross her legs, a cuff riding just above the edge of a black leather
boot and making a slim bracelet of smooth white skin. Harrison
superimposed the woman he saw now over the memory of the
seventeen-year-old girl he'd once known, a girl with a soft face and
large almond-shaped eyes, a girl who had been grac ... read full excerpt from A Wedding in December ebook
