For those who haven’t read my book, an extract.
Bliss it was at that dawn to be alive, but to be young was very heaven.
Wordworth— The Prelude
A week or so after the party, T and I were still warily circling each other, unsure of whether to take our fledgling relationship to the next level. That is, I was the one who was unsure. I found him fascinating and unsettling in equal measure. Amongst other things, he had the kind of looks that could, at the best of times, knock me slightly off-balance. Continue reading
An Englishwoman in Algeria 