“Faces change, but the motives, the actions never do! Some things remain the same whatever the circumstances—or generation!”
The vindictive taunt Greggory Deverill had flung at her last night teased her unmercifully. Lord, how much like Delaney she’d acted then. The thought caused her genuine rue, and a hot flush of shame stained her cheeks. Probably, she ought to apologize to Simon for the way she’d dumped him. He’d deserved better treatment than that.
Anetra, coming by them then on her way up to the house, noticed her heightened color and mistook it for possible overexertion. Draping an arm about her daughter’s shoulders, she smiled at the teens, saying, “Hi! I hope you won’t mind my taking her away with me. We need her to supervise some of the food preparations. She’ll be out later, t
