Название | A Christmas Gift |
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Автор произведения | Ruby Jackson |
Жанр | Историческая литература |
Серия | |
Издательство | Историческая литература |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9780007506330 |
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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 2014
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Source ISBN: 9780007506316
Ebook Edition © October 2014 ISBN: 9780007506330
Version: 2014-09-19
This book is for my American sisters, Susan A, Trisha S, and Holly McG
Contents
January 1945, Somewhere in Egypt
Not for the first time Sally wondered how she would cope. They were so young, younger even than the boys who had been at school with her – children some of them, not even the slightest shadow of down on their soft, young faces.
‘Pull yourself together, Sally Brewer. You’ve seen injured servicemen before.’
I know, she argued with herself, but they were all nicely bandaged and in clean hospital beds. She shuddered as she relived climbing out of the lorry to find herself turning to face three field ambulances. From each ambulance, injured men in bloodied, torn uniforms were carried gently, but as rapidly as possible, into the field hospital.
What use here was a pretty girl in a pretty dress? It was capable hands they needed.
Sebastian, as always, was just behind her, and, as always, seemed to read her thoughts. ‘Come along, Sally, there are medicines that don’t come from a pill bottle. A smile from your beautiful eyes does wonders. I know. I’ve seen it. Wear the silver frock tonight. They’ll think you’re the Christmas fairy.’
Two days later.
‘Come on, Sally darling, let’s go over that number again.’
Sally pulled off her uncomfortable but very flattering long blond wig and threw it across the room at Prince Charming who did not, at that moment, look at all attractive. His blond peruke was bouncing on the top of his own thick brown hair