THE KISS BY DANIELLE STEEL EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: DANIELLE STEEL
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Isabelle Forrester stood looking down at the garden from her bedroom
window, in the house on the rue de Grenelle, in the seventh
arrondissement in Paris. It was the house she and Gordon had lived
in for the past twenty years, and both her children had been born
there. It had been built in the eighteenth century, and had tall,
imposing bronze doors on the street that led to the inner courtyard.
The house itself was built in a U-shape around the courtyard. The
house was familiar and old and beautiful, with tall ceilings and
splendid boiseries, lovely moldings, and parquet floors the color of
brandy. Everything around her shone and was impeccably tended.
Isabelle ran the house with artistry and precision, and a firm but
gentle hand. The garden was exquisitely manicured, and the white
roses she’d had planted years before were often called the most
beautiful in Paris. The house was filled with the antiques she and
Gordon had collected over the years, locally and on their travels.
And a number of them had been her parents’.
Everything in the house shone, the wood was perfectly oiled, the
silver polished, the crystal sconces on the walls sparkled in the
bright June sun that filtered through the curtains into her bedroom.
Isabelle turned from the view of her rose garden with a small sigh.
She was torn about leaving Paris that afternoon. She so seldom went
anywhere anymore, the opportunities were so rare. And now that
she had a chance to go, she felt guilty about it, because of Teddy.
Isabelle’s daughter, Sophie, had left for Portugal with friends the
day before. She was eighteen years old and going to university in
the fall. It was Isabelle’s son, Theodore, who kept her at home, and
had for fourteen years now. Born three months premature, he had
been badly damaged at birth, and as a result, his lungs had not
developed properly, which in turn had weakened his heart. He was
tutored at home, and had never been to school.
At fourteen, he had
been bedridden for most of his life, and moved around the house in
a wheelchair whenever he was too weak to do so under his own
steam. When the weather was warm, Isabelle wheeled him into the
garden, and depending on how he felt, he would walk a little bit, or
just sit. His spirit was indomitable, and his eyes shone the moment
his mother came into the room. He always had something funny to
say, or something to tell her. Theirs was a bond that defied words
and time and years, and the private terrors they had faced together.
At times she felt as though they were two people with one soul. She
willed life and strength into him, talked to him for hours, read to
him, held him in her arms when he was too weak and breathless to
speak, and made him laugh whenever she could. He saw life as she
did. He always reminded her of a tiny fragile bird with broken
wings.
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