Lynne Graham

‘How long have you been seeing Santos?’

if there’s something of my uncle’s that you could borrow,’ she added, heading for the chest of drawers by the window.

Her feeble attempts to assert herself had long since sunk without trace against the tide of an infinitely more forceful personality.

Pandora seemed to be highly confidential and private, Molly reflected painfully.
For three weeks, she had been telling herself that whatever had