Dangerous to Know by Barbara Taylor Bradford

Author:Barbara Taylor Bradford [Bradford, Barbara Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi, pdf
Tags: Fiction, General
ISBN: 9780061984198
Google: cYwHMC4nyGsC
Amazon: 0061092088
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2007-10-29T16:00:00+00:00

The next morning Antoinette was present at breakfast as she usually was.

It seemed to me that she had never looked so beautiful. She was quiet.

Lost in her thoughts. Whenever I looked at her she smiled at me in that special way she had. My father glowered at me over the rim of his coffee cup. I waited for him to chastise me about my behavior the night before but he did not. He didn’t even mention it.

Later when we were alone, Antoinette gave me lots of hugs. And she kissed the top of my head and told me I was the best boy in the whole world, her boy, and that she loved me very much. She asked me to help her cut flowers for the vases, and we went out to the garden and spent the morning together.

I blinked several times and took a deep breath as Catherine came cantering up to the fence.

“Are you all right?” she asked, leaning forward, peering at me over Black Jack’s head.

“Yes. Why?”

“You look a bit strange, that’s all.”

“I’m okay.” I bent down, retrieved the bottle of wine from the grass.

I regretted that I had dropped it so clumsily.

“Olivier has produced a remarkable wine,” I confided. “Possibly a great one. The weather was excellent in 1986. The grapes were good.

I wanted you to taste it. But I’ve probably ruined it. Dropping the bottle the way I did.”

“Let’s try it anyway,” she answered. She gave me a wide smile, saluted look a bit strange, that’s all.”

“I’m okay.” I bent down, retrieved the bottle of wine from the grass.

I regretted that I had dropped it so clumsily.

“Olivier has produced a remarkable wine,” I confided. “Possibly a great one. The weather was excellent in 1986. The grapes were good.

I wanted you to taste it. But I’ve probably ruined it. Dropping the bottle the way I did.”

“Let’s try it anyway,” she answered. She gave me a wide smile, saluted, and added as she rode off, “See you in a couple of minutes.”

I walked up to the chateau, my mind still focused on Antoinette and ---______________________ -- - --------Sebastian. I had not thought of that awful incident since it happened.

It had lain dormant for twenty-two years. But now that I had finally remembered it I understood everything. Understood that this was when I had first begun to hate my father.

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A week later I got the shock of my life.

After my usual morning walk through the woods, I returned to the -chateau. In the kitchen I found Simone, my housekeeper. She was preparing the breakfast tray for Catherine and myself. After exchanging a few words with her I carried the tray to the library.

Since the advent of Catherine in my life, I always ate breakfast there these days. I didn’t mind. It was a pleasant room overlooking the woods. Catherine loved it. She invariably worked on her book at the big library table under the window.

Catherine had not come down yet. I poured myself a cafi all lait, took a warm croissant out of the basket, spread butter and homemade strawberry jam on it.

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