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Date Posted: Mon, September 11 2023, 20:27:32
Author: CindyG
Subject: QOTD for Tuesday, September 12, 2023

The following quote is from Written in My Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 18, “Nameless, Homeless, Destitute, and Very Drunk Indeed.” Copyright ©️2014 by Diana Gabaldon, all rights reserved.

“Matters thereafter were unsettled but largely pleasant, though at one point he found himself rearing above her, sweat dripping from his face onto her breasts, muttering, ‘I’m a bastard, I’m a bastard, I’m a bastard, don’t you understand?’
She didn’t reply to this but stretched up a long white arm, cupped her hand round the back of his head, and pulled him down again.
‘That’s why.’ He came gradually to himself, aware that he was talking and evidently had been for some time, in spite of his head being cradled in the curve of her shoulder, his senses aswim in her musk (like a sweating flower, he thought dreamily), and her nipple a dark sweet thing an inch or two from his nose. ‘The only honor I have left is my word. Have to keep it.’ Then tears came suddenly to his eyes, with recollection of the moments just past. ‘Why did you make me break my word?’”

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[> I was glad he had this time with Jane. It reminds me of Ian needing comfort and release after the fire and Jamie knew it. -- Kathy in PA, Thu, September 14 2023, 3:11:09


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