But, Corbet, there were things—between us—
You imagined many of them. You wanted them to be true, and so they were. But only to you.


Chapter 23 (p. 242) - Winter Rose (1996)


But, Corbet, there were things—between us— You imagined many of them. You wanted them to be true, and so they were. But only to you.

But, Corbet, there were things—between us— You imagined many of them. You wanted them to be true, and so they were. But only to you.

But, Corbet, there were things—between us— You imagined many of them. You wanted them to be true, and so they were. But only to you.

But, Corbet, there were things—between us— You imagined many of them. You wanted them to be true, and so they were. But only to you.