I’m a little late this week – spent the afternoon with my new granddaughter.
This week’s is from Winter Duet. Hoping to finish edits this week so I can focus on reading it through, then getting it ready to publish by the end of the month.
“I need to go home.” Michel turned away and looked out the window again. And Kit would travel with Ken and the others to London and most likely on to America. Whatever his final destination, it would not be safe for him to stay in Europe until this war was over. Holm and his men would never give up looking for him.
“Home is not always exactly where you want to be.” Liang smiled, and his gaze unfocused.
Michel shrugged but didn’t reply. Ken had let something slip during their journey to Stuttgart that hinted Liang had fallen for a German girl. No names had been mentioned, and it was none of his business, so Michel hadn’t asked, and he doubted Ken realised what he’d done.
Ken took a left turn onto a narrow road once they’d passed the outbuildings of the winery. “Sometimes you have to grab tightly on to what you have because the alternative is unthinkable. Life doesn’t always give the choices you think it’s going to, and it doesn’t take much to rip everything from under you.”
“Very philosophical.” Liang tilted his head to one side and studied Ken. “You surprise me at times with these bursts of insight.”
“It sounded more like the voice of experience to me.” Michel didn’t want to think of the alternative either. “Which is it?”
“Something you need to figure out for yourself.”
