![]() ![]() ![]() She shoved it back and glared at Katherine. Her sister, spun around so fast the bonnet atop her golden crop of curls tipped over her brow. Her breath stirred a puff of white, cold winter air. “It is not here, Anne,” Katherine said gently. After all, that is what you did when you were a sister, a twin sister, no less. And yet, for all the years of bad decisions, she continued to follow along with her sister’s madcap schemes. Only Katherine, however, seemed to realize Anne had proven a rather poor influence over the years. Lady Katherine Adamson discovered very early on that all bad ideas began with her twin sister.įar too many erroneously assumed because Katherine was a whole six minutes and seventeen seconds younger than her sister, that she must aspire to the model of ladylike decorum and beauty as evinced by her twin. ![]()
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