as always , nathan brightened at the mention of his elker children ." poppy is very busy ," he said carefully ." and i don't think sam's due up in town for some time . and he would probably go and see ... his mother ."
if i had to choose one overarching object in this marriage between nathan and me , it would be : get rid of rose .
scrape her away from the sufaces of this house , then dig deep , as she had once dug the garden , to exhume the rose roots that were threatening to throttle us . she was everywhere , i was in no doubt of that , and her power lay in my victory and her suffering .
"minty ..." nathan dislike it when i ignored him , which was one of my weapons ." i'm still here ."
i tunred my head ." don't mention rose , then . don't don't ."
he came over and hauled me to my feet ." i wasn't thinking ." he palced his hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes .
"we have to try ," i murmured . robotically .
"course we do ."
he smelled of vetivier and - faintly- of tarragon and garlic . whatever went on in nathan's head was only half my business but there were times when i could not face even a tiny percentage of the mixture of didappointment and fatigue that i suspected churned within him . i craned my head back and took a good look , and it struck me he was very pale . nothing a useful dinner party would not put right . i reached for another of my weapons and slid my arms around his neck " come here "
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