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Copacetic [MultiFormat]
eBook by Laura Hogg
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eBook Category: Romance/Historical Fiction
eBook Description: Claire is a woman searching for true love yet at the same time, craves strength and freedom of expression in the year 1924. She is in serious danger from her boyfriend and must in the end, save herself.
eBook Publisher: The Wild Rose Press/Vintage Rose, Published: 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: August 2007
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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [207 KB], eReader (PDB) [38 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [17 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [17 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [102 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [89 KB], hiebook (KML) [94 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [69 KB], iSilo (PDB) [14 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [19 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [71 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [29 KB]
Words: 5055
Reading time: 14-20 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
 
He ripped his hand from her wrist. "Then you'll be trading that white dress for a black one." He took a step away. "Wait!" "Claire?" With a spin on his heels, his gaze met hers. "You win." "Reject him at the altar." "What?" It came out choked. "You heard me." He smirked. Through dizziness and a sick stomach, she considered him, wearing his expensive dark suit, tall, stocky with black hair and keen dark eyes. I once thought you were the most handsome man I had ever seen. I thought you were brilliant, intelligent, charmingly tough ... would protect me from all harm. "What a sap," she called herself once again, muttering under her breath, and nodded. "My man will be watching." He strode away, out of the courtyard, down a narrow path between buildings, and out of sight. * * * *"Do you, Claire Hamilton, take this man to be your wedded husband?" His face, oh, lord, his face. He is stunning in his love for me. She coughed in an attempt to banish that stupid lump in her throat. It didn't work, but it kept the tears at bay. Her heart reached out to him, swearing her love. Her eyes turned cold, and her trembling lips muttered, "No." He frowned. "What?" He leaned closer and took her hand. "Claire?" Her chin came up in false pride. "No. You're not rich enough for me. I'm going back to Stanley." Many people gasped. Brian's hands came up to squeeze her upper arms. "You don't mean that!" "I do. Besides, you're a wet blanket, a kill joy. No fun, mister." He released her arms as if they burned his hands. Margaret ran to her. "Claire, are you insane?" Claire snapped her fingers and adopted a saucy pose. "No, a girl just wants to have a little fun, and this fella here," she pointed to Brian using her thumb, and tilted her head, "well, he's not a hoofer. He don't dance," she said with a flirty voice, much like the flappers she knew. "You might have informed me of your madness sooner!" Brian strode angrily down the aisle and shoved open the large wooden doors, exiting them as Claire's heart crashed in her chest.
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