Looking back at Lady Felicia, Anthony politely made his own lips curve upward. It was a thoroughly false and exaggerated smile, and he hoped he didn’t look like a clown in a circus performance. God, how he feared and hated clowns. How pleasant it was to be an adult and to be able to avoid circuses entirely, although in other respects being an adult was overrated.

Change was coming.Change was coming, and it was good.

But weddings tend to resurrect old issues, old emotions; new ideas, new possibilities.

She always felt at home in a room which had books.

It was time to take action, to change her own story, to take life into her own hands.

But still he remembered wondering, at the age of ten, is it better to be safe or to be free?

But there IS a moral to the story, my dears. It’s this: I hope you’ll always follow your dreams—and settle for nothing less than whatever is the best for you.

Their eyes met and they smiled at each other.'I say, you’re here,' said the Duke, as if something wonderful had happened.