A moss-covered path tended its way around the magnolia tree. Mark started along it, his leg brushing against the perennial border where cheerful yellow daffodils nodded their heads in greeting.

The house would never be the same again. Her grief painted it with hues of grey.

Alexandra carried a plate of scrambled eggs and toast from the sideboard to the table (Page 101.)

The stone wall was at her back, a door in the wall on her left and bluebells grew on either side of the seat.

To believe in the impossible is to discover all things are possible." Ellen Read

The blood drained from her face as ice tracked through her veins" - Alexandra & Edith's Escapades - The Diamond Ring

I abseiled down the front of the waterfall.