But you know something?
|Phial of smelling salts. photo Rita Gerlach|
Mind you, when I saw my mother faint one day, I sort of retracted that desire. Poor mum just keeled over without warning and landed with a thump. I found out later she was expecting.
Hmm, being pregnant was something I wasn't ready for at that stage. So I figured I'd have to leave it to all those fragile heroines to deliver the romantic swooning stuff.
Seriously though, I'm sure the tight corsets had a great deal to to with it. The way their undergarments pulled in their waists and then were tightly laced, they could hardly get a deep breath. And imagine that in sweltering hot weather! No wonder the poor gals keeled over. So instead of loosening their nipped in torture garments, they carried their own personal phials of smelling salts. Who wouldn't be shocked back to their senses when those ammonium carbonate salts were waved under their noses?
He was an aristocrat. She was in service. Will they dare cross this invisible line?Windsor Castle, mid 1800s.
Separated by the class barrier, handsome aristocrat, Nicholas Forbes-Mannering and kitchen apprentice, Charmian Kintrairy can't ignore their mutual attraction. But conventions are strong, and as their love grows, they struggle to find equal footing.
When she discovers her mysterious family history, she is convinced their differences are insurmountable. Can she use her culinary skills to make a new life in a new land?
Only a tragic event causes their paths to cross again....
Will Charmian find the courage to hold fast to her faith and face the ghosts of her past?
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