A Storm of Infinite Beauty by Julianne MacLean EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Annapolis Valley, Nova Scotia
May 2017
It was blissfully quiet in the pink, hazy dawn. Not a single breath of wind
disrupted the stillness. The only sound that morning was the steady tapping
of Gwen’s running shoes on the asphalt.
She arrived at the end of her paved driveway, slowed her pace, and
walked in small circles to catch her breath and cool down.
The weeping willow in her front yard stood in graceful tranquility.
Letting her eyes fall closed, Gwen inhaled the sweet fragrance of apple
blossoms from the orchard across the street. Toward the east, the sunrise
glowed over the distant ridge on the horizon. The valley was stunningly
beautiful, and Gwen was astounded by a feeling of rapture. It had been a
while since she’d felt such enchantment. Perhaps it was the endorphins
from the run, mixed with the scent of spring blossoms that told her summer
was on its way.
She was ready for it. It had been a long, cold winter.
Gwen turned and climbed her front steps, opened the door, and entered
the house—a two-story colonial with cedar shakes, warped and weather
beaten to a soft pale gray. On the inside, it had been lovingly restored with a
tasteful mix of historical charm and contemporary styles, including all the
latest conveniences in the modern kitchen. She and Eric had spent an entire
year on the renovations before they’d moved into the house—though Eric
hadn’t been able to enjoy it for long.
Gwen stopped in the foyer and pressed the heels of her hands to her
forehead. Why did she do this to herself? She had just been marveling at the
sunrise and feeling hopeful for the first time in ages. Why did she have to
spoil it by thinking about Eric? He was gone. She had to accept it. Their
marriage was over, and she had to stop dreaming that he would eventually
come back. It had been a full year since he’d left, so the time had come to
accept things the way they were.
Closing her eyes and taking a deep, cleansing breath, Gwen forced
herself to tuck those thoughts away. You must think of something else.
What time was it? There. She needed to get ready for work.
Gwen opened her eyes and ran up the stairs to turn on the shower.
A half hour later, Gwen was dressed for work in a rust-colored pencil skirt,
a matching sweater, and black pumps. She stood in her quiet kitchen and
poured coffee into a travel mug. Then she remembered something. Today
was the twenty-third of May.
She was supposed to meet with someone—an
American writer who had sent an email over a week ago to inform her of
his intention to visit the museum. He’d explained that he was working on a
biography about Scarlett and requested access to the archives. He wasn’t the
first writer to visit the museum—there had been many over the years—but
he was the first to have a six-figure contract with a major New York
publishing house.
“Shoot,” Gwen said as she snapped the cover onto her travel mug,
grabbed her purse, and walked out the front door to her car.
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