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Remnants of Dreams begins in North London with Alicia's story. It is 1914, just at the beginning of WW1. Alicia is left with a child when her first love is killed. She eventually marries Matt and they have another nine children. This is the story of a changing world, and takes us through two world wars, following the loves and heartaches of a large family battling extreme poverty. But despite this they are rich in the things that matter--love and pride.
Part two is the story of Sara, Alicia's headstrong daughter. History repeats itself when Sara’s first love is tragically killed, leaving her carrying his child. Not as fortunate as her mother Sara marries the wrong man because the one she loves is married to her sister. But following her mother's example she finds the strength and courage to face many trials and setbacks before building a new life for her and her daughters, and in due course finding true love.
"Thanks." He turned to
close the door. Sara shivered and he asked, "Are you cold?" The room
wasn't very large and he seemed twice as big in the cramped space.
Sara shook her head, looking down
as one of his large hands reached for one of hers. "Your skin is so
white," he muttered, and she began to tremble all over. His palms rubbed
up and down her arms then and she could feel the small calluses on them.
"Thanks." He turned to close the door. Sara shivered and he asked, "Are you cold?" The room wasn't very large and he seemed twice as big in the cramped space.
Sara shook her head, looking down as one of his large hands reached for one of hers. "Your skin is so white," he muttered, and she began to tremble all over. His palms rubbed up and down her arms then and she could feel the small calluses on them.
Goose bumps rose all over her
skin. "Why, you must be freezing," he said softly, his voice growing
husky, as if he had a catch in his throat.
"No." As she denied
this a tendril of her hair brushed his face and he gave her a startled look.
His fingers seemed to have a life of their own, for they wandered slowly on her
skin, exploring. Sara sighed with pleasure. Brian stared at her mouth.
"Don't look at me like
that," he scolded, meeting her eyes. He'd moved so close his warm breath
stirred the hair at her temples, wafted over her face.
"Like what?" Her voice
sounded low and husky, and somewhere deep inside a pulse throbbed.
His palms cupped her jaw and his
thumbs began to stroke her cheeks. "I hope I'm mistaken, but all my senses
tell me I'm not."
"You're not, and you know
it," she whispered. "From the first moment I set eyes on you I wanted
you for my own. I could have killed Jane for getting you."
"But you're married to
Dennis and I'm married to your sister--it's much too late for these
declarations," he rasped, his hands moving to her shoulders and cupping
them to shake her.
"And I hate him!"
"Ah, love." He
swallowed hard. "But you're stuck with him, Sara, and I'm..." He
lifted his shoulders in a helpless shrug.
"We could run away together.
You, Rosy, and me," she broke in desperately, her eyes widening hopefully.
"Don't be daft, love."
He turned to move away.
Sara grabbed his arm and
protested, "Don't tell me you don't feel something for me. I can see it in
your eyes. You feel the same as me."
His fingers curled about her
upper arms as he brought his face so close she could see her reflection in his
eyes. "You're a witch, Sara. And you're so beautiful you would bewitch any
man with half a mind and a pair of eyes. But don't run away with the idea you
can charm me into jumping through hoops for you. Because I won't be in it, do
you hear me?"
She couldn't hold back the tears.
She began to sob. His fingers tightened on her arms as he said savagely,
"I couldn't ruin the lives of loved ones by being so selfish." He
swallowed again, this time convulsively, then dragged her into his arms,
whispering hoarsely, "God Sara, don't cry. It's the way it is, and we
can't do anything about it."
His voice broke, and Sara began
to cry all the more. With an anguished groan of surrender he bent to take her
mouth with a kiss that was almost savage.
Sara clung to him as her legs
grew weak, a small moan rising in her throat as his hot mouth devoured her. The
world fell away. His arms closed so tightly around her she couldn't breathe.
But she didn't care; didn't care if she died now. Her head spun as he pushed
her against the wall, his hands frantic as they ran up and down her body.
"Brian," she cried,
something akin to triumph coursing through her as a wild madness swept through
her veins. His heart thumped erratically beneath her palms as she pressed them
flat against his chest, and his body was as hot as a furnace.
With trembling hands she started
to unbutton his shirt.
Suddenly his body went rigid and
he dragged his mouth from hers, his hands stilling as he stared down at her
from desire drugged eyes.
"Oh my God!" He swore
viciously beneath his breath. "This is wrong." He staggered back a
pace, his breathing uneven. The kettle was sending out clouds of steam and
absently he turned off the gas. She could see he was trembling as violently as
her as he pushed his hair back.
Sara knew this was the last
chance she would ever get to fight for him, and she wasn't about to give in so
easily. "I love you, Brian. Desperately. I'd do anything for you!"
She reached for him, wrapping her arms about his middle.
"Oh Sara, love," he rasped, rubbing a thumb across
her parted lips. "This is foolish, just foolish." But as if driven by
needs beyond his control he began to kiss her again, as if starved for her, for
the taste of her.
“This book touched me deeply. Perhaps that's because I was born in North London and the places and people were familiar. I could not put it down. I can honestly say it is one of the best in the genre I have read.”Format: Kindle Edition Verified Purchase
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