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Date Posted: Sun, July 16 2023, 10:01:57
Author: kgp
Subject: QOTD for Sunday, July 16, 2023

The following quotation is from Go Tell The Bees That I Am Gone by Diana Gabaldon. Copyright 2021 All rights reserved. Chapter 77 City Of Brotherly Love


Ian found the house where Uncle Jamie had told him, at the end of a ragged dirt lane off the main road from Philadelphia. Uncle Jamie had said it was a poor household, and it looked it. It also looked deserted. A few early snowflakes ere falling in a desultory sort of way, but there was no chimney smoke. The yard was overgrown, the roof sagged, half its shingles split or curled, and the door looked as though who-ever lived there was in the habit of entering the house by kicking it in.

He swung down from his horse but paused a moment, considering. His uncle’s instructions were clear enough, but from the things Uncle Jamie hadn’t said, it was also clear the Mrs. Hardman might have occasional male visitors of a possibly dangerous disposition, and Ian wasn’t wanting to walk into anything unexpected.

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[> Cue the Ride of the Valkyrie music. Jamie and Ian to the rescue! It’s hard to really think about how tenuous a woman’s position has been through most of history. -- Kathy in PA, Sun, July 16 2023, 15:33:09


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