Diana’s Daily Lines – “Go Tell The Bees That I Am Gone” (Book 9)



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“Randall, did ye say?” Jamie lowered his arm, slowly as he might do facing a coiled snake, eyes fixed on it in case of the slightest movement.

“I did, sir.” The young man had frozen where he stood, hand on the table. Now he moved, straightening slowly, as slowly as Jamie’s own movement. “Captain Denys Randall, of His Majesty’s 14th Foot. And you are?”

Jamie’s eyes flicked toward me, questioning. I nodded, feeling jerky as a puppet whose strings have frayed.

“Your…mother,” I said, and stopped to clear my throat. “Her name is Mary? Or—or was?”

The tension in his face lessened just a little.

“It is, madam. My mother’s name is Mary Hawkins Randall Isaacs. She lives in Sussex.”

“Oh,” I said, and felt a sudden expansion in my chest. “Oh…_Mary_.” Tears stung my eyes, but I blinked them back. This wasn’t the time for auld lang syne.

“I was a good friend of your mother’s…once,” I told him. “My name is Claire Fraser. This is my husband, Colonel James Fraser.” I put a hand on Jamie’s forearm, and he reluctantly sheathed his sword.

“Aye,” he said, mildly. “I kent your father.”


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