Sublime

Camilla Graham

Rochester,

what kind of

reinforce Julia’s experience

appraised. Not that the opinion of one sixteen-year-old held any value in Jill’s world – her need for that kind of approval was thirty-five years behind her – but there was something about Margot Russell’s cool gaze that was strangely unnerving.

non-judgemental observation

Camilla had called Sam West “your friend.” Not “our friend,” but “your friend.”