"Roberts, Nora - Mind Over Matter" - читать интересную книгу автора (Roberts Nora)

little black dog sleeping in the yard." Lily remembered how homey it
had looked, how much more welcoming than the grand house.

"That's Beans." Adam smiled again. Yhe dog. He has a fondness for
refried beans. I'm Adam Wolfchild, Willa's brother."

"Oh." She studied the hand he offered for a moment, then ordered
herself to take it. She could see the points of resemblance now, the
high, slashing cheekbones, the eyes. "I didn't realize she had aюThat
would make us . .."

"No." Her hand seemed very fragile, and he let it go gently. "You
shared a father. Willa and I shared a mother."

"I see." And realizing that she'd given very little thought to the man
they'd buried today, she felt ashamed. "Were you close, to him . .

.

your stepfather?"

"No one was." It was said simply and without bitterness. "You're
uncomfortable here." He'd noticed her keeping to the edges of groups
of people, shying away from contact as if the casual brush of shoulders
might bruise her. Just as he'd noticed the marks of violence on her
face that she tried to hide.

"I don't know anyone."

Wounded, Adam thought. He had always been drawn to the wounded.

She was lovely, and injured. Dressed neatly in a quiet black suit and
heels, she was only an inch or so shorter than his five ten and too
thin for her height. Her hair was dark, with a sheen of red, and it
fell in soft waves that reminded him of angel wings. He couldn't see
her eyes behind the sunglasses, but he wondered about their color, and
about what else he would read in them.

She had her father's chin, he noticed, but her mouth was soft and
rather small, like a child's. There had been the faint hint of a
dimple beside it when she'd tried to smile at him. Her skin was
creamy, very paleюa fragile contrast to the marks on it.

She was alone, he thought, and afraid. It might take him some time to
soften Willa's heart toward this woman, this sister.

"I have to check on a horse," he began.

"Oh." It surprised her that she was disappointed. She had wanted to
be alone. She was better when she was alone. "I won't keep you."