Tea Room
Chatsworth
A Novel Idea
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Some are discounted at the Book Depository. (Free delivery world-wide.)by Lise - Tea Room
Chapter Thirteen Anna Margaret woke when there was applause. People were standing up. She was not awake enough to do so. Luckily she was hidden by the curtain and no one in the theatre would be wondering if she somehow disapproved of the performance enough not to show her appreciation. Everything took rather long to get back to normal. “Wasn’t that brilliant?” Ms Jacobs was all enthusiasm. “Itby Lise - A Novel Idea
Since they all seem to be spin-offs of others, what's the absolute first, that doesn't require knowledge of other stories/characters?by Lise - Tea Room
Chapter Twelve Anna Margaret had not yet decided whether she would go to the opera, but apparently Frederick had taken some action. He did not seem to think there was anything wrong with asking her for assistance and she was glad, because she had doubted. Around lunch a courier had delivered an invitation, straight from Hélène Jacobs, CEO. That was impressive. She wondered at what time Fredericby Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Eleven The next morning she received a few messages from her parents from her staff. There were three before nine o’clock already. None of them were actual messages; they were simply notes that her father and mother had called. It reminded her of living in student housing. She decided to call her father back when she was briefly back in her office. Chances were he had a different andby Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Ten At some point Anna Margaret wanted to tell Isabelle that her sister was pregnant, but she wanted to wait for the right moment. She would sound mean otherwise, since she was sure some judgemental remarks would slip out of her mouth. First she watched how Frederick got beer for Philip and himself. Beer. Her parents would be shocked. Luckily they poured the contents into glasses. Stilby Lise - A Novel Idea
I'm just imagining the snobistic parts ;-) But if I say my mum once told me I should be nicer to my sisters because I was prettier, you'll know what those parts are based on.by Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Nine The next day Anna Margaret instructed her staff to take messages from her relatives only and never to put them through. She could do without the drama. It made her wonder if they had ever tried to call the Palace. If they had, they had not been successful. Her father, she knew, would try to bully her staff at the office if he was not given his way, but he might not dare to do thatby Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Eight Anna Margaret rang Irene during her coffee break. Well, she did not have scheduled coffee breaks as such and she did not even have coffee, but she did try to eat or drink something every two hours now and she had to plan those moments or she would forget. Apparently her mother had not passed her office number to Irene in the meantime, because she had not called. “Hi, I heard fromby Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Twelve Julia had obtained Sergio’s phone number and wondered if she should call. But after some deliberations she did. At first she thought he would not answer, but then someone did, in a whisper. “What?” she said. “Speak louder. Where are you?” “No idea. They left me alone for a second. Is this the first time you’re calling?” “Yes. Who are they?” “Those women.” “Did they takby Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Seven “Well, that was interesting,” said Anna Margaret after they had taken Queen Florence back to her suite. She did not know how else to describe it. Frederick had been right when he had said she said things repeatedly. “Yes, I’m sorry if she insulted you by insisting you were a mistress.” She shrugged. “I’ve heard worse.” “There wouldn’t have been any point in contradicting her.by Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Six “What about my father?” Frederick inquired when they were back by the car. He paused before opening the door. “Why was he against this?” “He thought I should spend my time on things that require being dressed up.” “Oh. But you started this when he was still alive? How come he allowed it?” “One, he wasn’t omnipotent. Two, I was rowing for Germany because we didn’t have a federatiby Lise - A Novel Idea
A story with only sensible and sane people is no fun! Frederick's grandmother insisted on appearing in the story now....by Lise - A Novel Idea
Oh no! We plan to drive through Kent! Driving is cheaper than train or plane (for 4 people anyway) and it takes just as long.by Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Five Although it was probably one of the safest places in town and she had done the same thing yesterday, crossing the Palace courtyard in the darkness still gave her the creeps. There were only a few decorative lights and what she first mistook for a crouching figure was in fact a potted plant. More lights came on as she approached Frederick’s door, yet she still fumbled with her key tby Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Eleven Sergio found himself in the front passenger seat of a van driven by a woman who didn't know how to drive on the correct side of the road. Behind him sat the fat woman with the gun. Sometimes she poked it in his ribs. She didn't look like someone who knew how to fire it, but with Americans you never knew. They were rather big on guns. He hadn't wanted to take the risk and hadby Lise - A Novel Idea
just can't afford the commercial rates. I'm in London part of that period, but my hotel is >1000 pounds for less than a week.... No other choice, unfortunately, due to location and size requirements.by Lise - Tea Room
He will say he has looked at it, but I'll have a look and see if he can say more.by Lise - A Novel Idea
I was going to say, Frederick will magnanimously say he might even allow it to swim in the lake, but I seem to have deleted that paragraph. Nevertheless, his offer still stands :-pby Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Four She had never noticed the midwife practice here. When she had gone to work she had walked the other way and the shops were a left turn before this stretch of road. The only time she could remember going this way was when she had walked to George’s party, but she had been rather focused on Frederick and under an umbrella besides. Signs on windows and doors had not been interesting aby Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Ten Eventually Julia finished the letter. She had no idea if her phrasing was authentic, but at least Sergio thought it was. “Are you sure your GP won't give you a referral to a psychiatrist?” she wondered as she read it over. An outsider might think they were crazy. The situation definitely was. He smiled sweetly. “I'm only accompanying you.” “I'm not her patient. This is a deliby Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Three Everyone had been notified that Frederick was away tonight, because the first offers to entertain her were not long in coming. There was bridge with Aunt Agnes, tennis with Frederick’s mother and a trip to the cinema with two of Isabelle’s children. She could not possibly fit that all in. “You don’t have to,” said Frederick, shrugging himself into his suit. “Are they concerned aby Lise - A Novel Idea
Oh my! My mum only asked what he (had) studied and "oh, he owns a house?" Even if he'd abused me he would still have passed muster :-(by Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Nine Sergio could hardly contain his curiosity, but he could not possibly come closer. It took an age before Ms D'Arcy left. Fortunately she had only been talking. Julia waited until she was outside and then returned to typing, as if he wasn't immensely curious and waiting to know what had gone on. He joined her with one eye on the door. Ms D'Arcy was not to be trusted and might reby Lise - A Novel Idea
Your doctor. In Dutch we call it 'house doctor' literally. Not sure why; he never looks at houses ;-)by Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Two “I don’t know what you mean.” What would she do if she tired of that project? She did not know if Frederick was the project Isabelle seemed to think he was. Or was she unable to interpret her own behaviour? And what could Isabelle want by telling her this? “You allow Frederick near because he’s your project. But there’s no one else. You don’t allow anyone else. You’ve got this undby Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter Eight Sergio made sure no one was following him to his room. Julia was at the desk, scribbling. “I thought you'd be watching,” he said. “I was, but I couldn't get close enough,” she answered. “ And then someone came by and gave me an odd look, so I left. Well? Is she insane?” “Definitely. I have to email when I have the letter, so she can set a date for the burning ceremony.” “Tby Lise - A Novel Idea
Chapter One The past few weeks had gone so fast that Anna Margaret was glad for the slower pace of the summer holidays. It gave them plenty of time to find a house – something on which Frederick definitely insisted – and to have it prepared for them. He had taken one step to some form of assisted living, but he really wanted to reach full independence. Before they would be able to move in a secuby Lise - A Novel Idea
Ha, well I knew nom de plume and I googled if a modernised update existed - it did! I have 23 pages of the Untitled sequel done. I could start with that once I have a title.by Lise - A Novel Idea