CHAPTER SEVENKarina stared at herself in the mirror. She had never seen herself look so different or so unlike the ordinary Karina who usually stared back at her and whom she knew so well.
This was someone quite new, someone who still was small and fairylike, but who yet managed to look sophisticated in a gown of blue and silver lace that shimmered round her like moonlight on the sea.
So much seemed to have happened today that she could hardly remember in what sequence the events had crowded one on top of the other.
And what was more, she could hardly believe that they were true.
‘She had found it difficult to enjoy her lunch with Jim Holt even though it had been an excitement in itself to go out to lunch in a London restaurant alone with a young man.
From the moment that Garland Holt
