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Date Posted: Fri, September 30 2022, 11:00:03
Author: Janet
Subject: QOTD for Friday, September 30, 2022

The following quote is from A Breath of Snow and Ashes by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 40, The Venom of the North Wind. Copywrite 2005 by Diana Gabaldon, all rights reserved.

Brianna retrieved her spade and Jamie's shirt from the creekbank, and caught the boys up on the trail to the Big House. A breeze had begun to breathe through the trees, chilly in the damp cloth of her shift, but the heat of walking was enough to keep her from being cold.
Germain was singing softly to himself, still hand in hand with his grandfather, his small blond head tilting back and forth like a metronome.
Jemmy sighed in exhausted bliss, legs wrapped round Jamie's middle, arms about his neck, and leaned his sun-reddened check against the scarred back. Then he thought of something, for he raised his head and kissed his grandfather with a loud smacking noise, between the shoulder blades.
Her father jerked, nearly dropping Jem, and made a high-pitched noise that made her laugh.
"Is that make it better?" Jim inquired seriously, pulling himself up and trying to look over Jamie's shoulder into his face.
"Oh. Aye, lad," his grandfather assured him, face twitching. "Much better."

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[> I love this. So sweet of Jemmy. -- kgp, Fri, September 30 2022, 13:37:17


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