"You've gone silent again," Henri cuts through her reverie, "you only do that when you are thinking of the war or-" A pause. Under the afternoon sun the sea sparkles in the distance. "Him. Are you?" Is there a difference? She wants to say. Instead, she snaps, "no," trying to contain the flare of anger at being so transparent. ➹ ➹ ➹ At the turn of the century Lola Quill and Kit Tailor face love, loss and the coming of a great war.
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