Hi, everyone. I’m a little late with the sample this week. I attended an interesting and entertaining class on copyright law this morning (it’s true … it was wonderful!), and worked on my Roman architecture capstone project which is due in a couple of weeks. But, we’re here now. Here’s a little sample from my Regency novella, Clytie’s Caller.
It was a tearful and timid Clytemnestra who arrived at the Assembly Rooms, Her eyes were wary as she found seats for Susan and herself, a little bit away from the throng and close to the door. Her parents, as well as Archie and Isabel, were part of the crowds doing their “see and be seen” circuit, walking around the room.
Only one person seemed to notice Clytie’s discomfort: a physician named Samuel Whittington. A cousin of Isabel’s, he had recently resigned his Army commission and worked with his fellow veterans of the Napoleonic Wars. He was lean and handsome, with dark hair and brown eyes, and many a young woman had set her cap for the dashing doctor.
When he saw Archie and Isabel chatting with Clytie, Samuel sought an introduction … and noticed Clytie’s tension ratchet up all the further.
“I must go,” she choked out, and ran out the door with Susan at her heels.
Bath, 1816. Clytemnestra Preston has become so terrified of life that she refuses to leave her room. Not even her family can convince her to take her place in Society again. Doctor Samuel Whittington, late of His Majesty’s Army, may be her only chance for a cure … and romance. Can Sam convince Clytie to open the door, and her heart?
You can get your own copy of Clytie’s Caller at no charge through May 31, 2020, via Smashwords.