Miranda Trilogy
Marcia Schuyler, Phoebe Deane, Miranda
Nonfiction, Family & Relationships, Relationships, Marriage, Love/Romance, Fiction & Literature, Anthologies
| Author: | Grace Livingston Hill | ISBN: | 9781629430027 |
| Publisher: | KHE Global LLC | Publication: | July 29, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Grace Livingston Hill |
| ISBN: | 9781629430027 |
| Publisher: | KHE Global LLC |
| Publication: | July 29, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Miranda Trilogy consists of Marcia Schuyler, Phoebe Deane and Miranda
A classic Romance by Grace Livingston Hill
Marcia Schuyler
Marcia walked lightly through the grass, and the way behind her sparkled again like that of the girl in the fairy-tale who left jewels wherever she passed.
A rail fence stopped her, which she mounted as though it had been a steed to carry her onward, and sat a moment looking at the beauty of the morning, her eyes taking on that far-away look that annoyed her stepmother when she wanted her to hurry with the dishes, or finish a long seam before it was time to get supper.
Phoebe Deane
Phoebe flashed across the path of light that fell from the door and into the orchard like some winged creature. She loved the night with its sounds and its scents and its darknessódarkness like velvet, with depths for hiding and a glimpse of the vaulted sky set with far-away stars. Soon the summer would be gone, the branches would be bare against the stark whiteness of the snow, and all her solitude and dreaming would be over until the spring again. She cherished every moment of the summer as if it were worth rich gold.
Miranda
Miranda Griscom opened the long wooden shutters of the Spafford parlor and threw them back with a triumphant clang, announcing the opening of a new day. She arranged the slat shades at just the right angle, gave a comprehensive glance at the immaculate room, and whisked out on the front stoop with her broom.
Sit back, relax, and enjoy!
Miranda Trilogy consists of Marcia Schuyler, Phoebe Deane and Miranda
A classic Romance by Grace Livingston Hill
Marcia Schuyler
Marcia walked lightly through the grass, and the way behind her sparkled again like that of the girl in the fairy-tale who left jewels wherever she passed.
A rail fence stopped her, which she mounted as though it had been a steed to carry her onward, and sat a moment looking at the beauty of the morning, her eyes taking on that far-away look that annoyed her stepmother when she wanted her to hurry with the dishes, or finish a long seam before it was time to get supper.
Phoebe Deane
Phoebe flashed across the path of light that fell from the door and into the orchard like some winged creature. She loved the night with its sounds and its scents and its darknessódarkness like velvet, with depths for hiding and a glimpse of the vaulted sky set with far-away stars. Soon the summer would be gone, the branches would be bare against the stark whiteness of the snow, and all her solitude and dreaming would be over until the spring again. She cherished every moment of the summer as if it were worth rich gold.
Miranda
Miranda Griscom opened the long wooden shutters of the Spafford parlor and threw them back with a triumphant clang, announcing the opening of a new day. She arranged the slat shades at just the right angle, gave a comprehensive glance at the immaculate room, and whisked out on the front stoop with her broom.
Sit back, relax, and enjoy!
