Date Posted:Tue, July 30 2024, 4:07:57 Author: Janet Subject: QOTD
The following quote is taken from Written in My Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 3, In Which the Women, As Usual, Pick up the Pieces. Copyright 2014, All rights reserved.
Jenny Murray had entered the house on the heels of William’s departure, and while the sight of her was a lessor shock than any of the others so far, it left me speechless. I goggled at my erstwhile sister-in-law---though, come to think, she still was my sister-in-law…..because Jamie was alive. Alive.
He’d been in my arms not ten minutes before, and the memory of his touch flickered through me like lightening in a bottle. I was dimly aware I was smiling like a loon, despite massive destruction, horrific scenes, William’s distress---if you could call an explosion like that “distress”---Jamie’s danger, and a faint wonder as to what either Jenny or Mrs. Figg, Lord John’s cook and housekeeper, might be about to say.
