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A Stubborn Mind (Book Nine)

Facebook Hashtags: #DailyLines, #BookNine, #AStubbornMind "But you told Frances—you promised her that no one would take advantage of her. And I could have sworn she believed you!" "Aye," Jamie said quietly. He picked up the piece of rock maple and his knife, and began mechanically cutting slivers. "Aye, I thought so, too—hoped so, at least." I sat still, watching him. "I suppose it was foolish," I said at last. "To think that reassurances and promises would be enough. I imagine we don’t know the half of what she saw, being raised in a brothel like a—a prize calf." "And one knowing it was bound for slaughter?" he put in quietly. "Aye." We lapsed into a strained silence, both thinking of Fanny. After a few moments, Jamie’s hands resumed their work, slowly, and a few moments later, he glanced at me. "How many times did ye tell me Jack Randall was dead, Sassenach? How many times did I tell myself that?" The wood shavings fell in small, fragrant curls around his […]