The following is an excerpt of The Legacy by Ann Markim. The excerpt was provided by the author.
Anna Jorgesen studied her reflection in the small mirror hanging on the wall of Peder’s room. Her hair, a bright blond when properly coifed, looked drab and disordered. Dark circles beneath her blue eyes added years to her gaunt face.
Footfalls, heavier and slower than Peder’s, sounded on the stairs.
She tried to pat her limp hair into place.
A knock sounded.
Her stomach quivered. Smoothing a wrinkle in her brown satin skirt, she hurried across the room.
Smiling, she opened the door. “Hello, Jorn.”
Eager to hold him close, she held out her arms.
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