Welcome to Week 10 of Medieval Monday! The holidays are upon us, rousing all sorts of activity and emotion, even – maybe especially -- in this year of worry and change. For a quick and easy escape to another time and place, check out at the Medieval Romance Lovers FB page. We can also be found on Twitter, #MedMonFall20. Why not take a break and relax with a little medieval romance? In this week's snippet from Tremors, Lachlann and Deidre are wrapping up a roadside conversation that he doesn't to have.
".. .and I've never..."
Oh, that conversation. He wanted to delay it. She raised her brows.
He grinned. “I’ve never chosen a Christmas tree.”
He had a point. The dimple in his cheek had nothing to do with anything. She sighed.
“I’m such a sap.”
“Never mind.” She gave him a peck on the lips and put the truck into drive. “Let’s go choose a Christmas tree.”
Keep me away from the wisdom that does not cry, the philosophy that does not laugh, and the greatness which does not bow before children. – Gibran Khalil Gibran