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tune into the picture Jason Graham seemed to have of her in his mind. "I've never done those things before."
He masked his surprise quickly. "What are your interests, Sara?"
She blinked, thinking of the journal hidden in her suitcase. No one except Claire knew about the essays and poetry she liked to write.
"I like reading, and I did a few courses in journalism once." Tense, she waited for Jason Graham's reaction. Uncle Samuel had always said she was as dull as ditchwater without talent for anything except cleaning and cooking.
"You'll enjoy visiting the library in the British Museum then. The London Library in St. James Square is very good too, and then there are all the bookstores in Charing Cross Road. Some of them invite authors and poets to read their work there. You might enjoy something like that."
It was so exactly what she'd like, Sara held her breath for a second. She didn't know if it was Jason's hand on her shoulder, or his words that had confusion spilling into her system.
"Maybe," she said cautiously, "but it's going to take a while for Kelsey to get used to someone new. I'm not going to leave her with a couple of strangers right away."
Jason's hand tightened on her shoulder. It had never bothered Diana to leave Kelsey with anyone. Why should Sara feel so responsible for her?
Unless it was all an act, like the role she'd assumed when Dee Dee had come over. His eyes narrowed. Women were good at playing a part. Diana had been so different before they'd married. It had taken exactly two weeks after they were married for Jason to realize that Diana saw him as her ticket up in the world. He was to be groomed for a role she had in mind, so she could rub shoulders with the uppermost crust of society. The realities of becoming a mother had been something she'd never been able to handle.
You tricked me into becoming pregnant, and now you're forcing me to play mother, as you conceive the role should be done. I won't do it, Jason, do you hear?
As he recalled Diana's favorite line, Jason's hand fell to his side. He wasn't going to be taken in again.
"Kelsey will be fine with whomever we hire," he said abruptly. "Just make sure you find something to keep yourself occupied. I don't have the time or inclination to entertain you."
He strode from the room, unaware that Sara was staring open-mouthed after him.
CHAPTER FOUR
Twenty four hours later, Sara was positive she should not have agreed to interview the applicants. She'd spent fifteen minutes talking to each woman, and they all seemed to have perfect qualifications. After they'd gone, she pored over the notes she'd made as she'd talked to them, wondering why her uneasiness had increased with each meeting.
The responsibility of making the best choice for Kelsey rested heavily on her shoulders. The little girl was too solemn for her age. Her insecurity was apparent in the way she clung to Jason. Whoever took care of her had to build up Kelsey's confidence, be a stable factor in the little girl's constantly changing world.
Would Jason be annoyed that she had decided none of the women she'd seen today were suitable? Ten days with Kelsey hardly gave her the right to make arbitrary decisions. It was just that something had seemed to be missing. Sara hoped she would be able to identify the `something' by the time Jason came home, so she could give him a concrete reason for her decision. Biting her lip, Sara went over her notes.
The key turning in the lock a little while later, startled her. A glance at her wristwatch showed it was only four fifteen. Kelsey was still asleep, and she hadn't started dinner.
"Hi!" Jason put his briefcase down, and placed a large box on the kitchen table.
"I'm afraid I wasn't paying attention to the time." She was beginning to sound like a recording. "I'll get Kelsey up, and start dinner right away. It won't be long. Why don't you sit down and relax?"
As
He masked his surprise quickly. "What are your interests, Sara?"
She blinked, thinking of the journal hidden in her suitcase. No one except Claire knew about the essays and poetry she liked to write.
"I like reading, and I did a few courses in journalism once." Tense, she waited for Jason Graham's reaction. Uncle Samuel had always said she was as dull as ditchwater without talent for anything except cleaning and cooking.
"You'll enjoy visiting the library in the British Museum then. The London Library in St. James Square is very good too, and then there are all the bookstores in Charing Cross Road. Some of them invite authors and poets to read their work there. You might enjoy something like that."
It was so exactly what she'd like, Sara held her breath for a second. She didn't know if it was Jason's hand on her shoulder, or his words that had confusion spilling into her system.
"Maybe," she said cautiously, "but it's going to take a while for Kelsey to get used to someone new. I'm not going to leave her with a couple of strangers right away."
Jason's hand tightened on her shoulder. It had never bothered Diana to leave Kelsey with anyone. Why should Sara feel so responsible for her?
Unless it was all an act, like the role she'd assumed when Dee Dee had come over. His eyes narrowed. Women were good at playing a part. Diana had been so different before they'd married. It had taken exactly two weeks after they were married for Jason to realize that Diana saw him as her ticket up in the world. He was to be groomed for a role she had in mind, so she could rub shoulders with the uppermost crust of society. The realities of becoming a mother had been something she'd never been able to handle.
You tricked me into becoming pregnant, and now you're forcing me to play mother, as you conceive the role should be done. I won't do it, Jason, do you hear?
As he recalled Diana's favorite line, Jason's hand fell to his side. He wasn't going to be taken in again.
"Kelsey will be fine with whomever we hire," he said abruptly. "Just make sure you find something to keep yourself occupied. I don't have the time or inclination to entertain you."
He strode from the room, unaware that Sara was staring open-mouthed after him.
CHAPTER FOUR
Twenty four hours later, Sara was positive she should not have agreed to interview the applicants. She'd spent fifteen minutes talking to each woman, and they all seemed to have perfect qualifications. After they'd gone, she pored over the notes she'd made as she'd talked to them, wondering why her uneasiness had increased with each meeting.
The responsibility of making the best choice for Kelsey rested heavily on her shoulders. The little girl was too solemn for her age. Her insecurity was apparent in the way she clung to Jason. Whoever took care of her had to build up Kelsey's confidence, be a stable factor in the little girl's constantly changing world.
Would Jason be annoyed that she had decided none of the women she'd seen today were suitable? Ten days with Kelsey hardly gave her the right to make arbitrary decisions. It was just that something had seemed to be missing. Sara hoped she would be able to identify the `something' by the time Jason came home, so she could give him a concrete reason for her decision. Biting her lip, Sara went over her notes.
The key turning in the lock a little while later, startled her. A glance at her wristwatch showed it was only four fifteen. Kelsey was still asleep, and she hadn't started dinner.
"Hi!" Jason put his briefcase down, and placed a large box on the kitchen table.
"I'm afraid I wasn't paying attention to the time." She was beginning to sound like a recording. "I'll get Kelsey up, and start dinner right away. It won't be long. Why don't you sit down and relax?"
As
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