The Marriage List by Dorothy McFalls

Author:Dorothy McFalls [Dorothy McFalls]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9780451214997
Amazon: B002Y26QXW
Barnesnoble: B002Y26QXW
Goodreads: 1386084
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2009-11-18T13:00:00+00:00

There was a gypsy witch waiting to be consulted.

The old woman was hunched and wrinkled. Her shaky fingers were gnarled like the limbs of an ancient oak. Her patched clothing flowed about her, displaying an array of bright colors. She wore a woolen kerchief on her head and had a large golden hoop piercing her earlobe.

Lady Lillian laughed nervously as she slipped the witch a few coins and offered her hand. The cloudy-eyed woman stared not at Lillian’s palm but into her face. She stroked Lillian’s long fingers and hummed softly for several moments.

“You are so lovely, dear. You turn so many men’s hearts, do you not? But what is beauty? What will it bring you? Oh dear, not much. Many frustrating years will pass before you find happiness,” the witch bent forward and whispered in a thickly accented voice.

Lillian snatched back her hand and clutched it to her chest. “Is that all you have to say, you old fraud?”

The old woman shrugged. “Do not despair overmuch. You are yet young.”

Iona took Lillian’s hands and cooed gentle words to the sensitive girl while Wynter slipped the witch two more coins. When she reached out to take his palm, Wynter captured Radford’s hand, peeled off his glove, and held it for the old woman to peer into.

“What in the devil?” Radford protested.

“Just listen to what she has to say.”

Funny thing, the witch had nothing to say. Her eyes grew wide as she stared deep into the center of Radford’s palm.

“Perhaps I’m supposed to be dead already,” he quipped.

“Oh no,” she said, shaking her head violently. “You have a very strong lifeline. Only,”—she traced a path down the center of his palm with her crooked finger—“you are not living it.”

“Not living it? Then what am I doing here, if not living?”

“Hiding, I suppose. Hiding from everything that should be important to you. Use that limp as a shield, do you not?”

She pulled on his arm with a surprising burst of strength, forcing him to crouch down so she could whisper into his ear. “Beware, my lord. There is no hiding from your heart. The universe will not allow it.”

Just like Lady Lillian, Radford drew his hand back as if the witch had stung him. Something wicked curled in his stomach as her words wound their way through his body. He shook himself and gave a short laugh. The witch was good. Her theatrics rivaled the best actors he’d ever seen grace the stage.

“How droll,” he said. He laughed again to cover up a sense of foreboding sneaking up inside him, warning him that the witch had hit the mark. “You have earned your money.” Radford tossed her a few extra coins before jamming his hands into his pocket and returning to Lillian’s side.

He lavished his pretty lady with attention and listened with only half an ear while the gypsy witch promised Wynter he would soon make his father proud and find love in a surprising quarter. Lady Iona’s reading was just as benign and vague as Wynter’s.

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