"When they were near the center of the
square’s vivid floral garden, Edward invited Millicent to sit next to him on
the well-maintained park bench. She sat as invited, in a stiff upright posture,
folding her hands primly on her lap. Edward once again was confused. Here he
was about to ask this woman to marry him and all he was sensing from her was a
cold aloofness that did not suggest she was even the slightest bit interested
in him."
Happy Reading!
Michael Paul Hurd
Author
Lineage Independent Publishing
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