For The Love Of Sara. Anne Mather

said quietly: “What good will it do, Joel?”

      Joel closed his eyes in agony for a moment, torn by emotions that threatened to overwhelm him. The past fifteen minutes had been the most subtle kind of mental torture, and his head ached abominably. What was she trying to do to him?

      “You’re a hard woman, Rachel,” he muttered. “What happened to change you?”

      “I think you know the answer to that!” she replied coldly. “Now, if you must — take me back!”