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On a routine outing in an antique plane, Colin Castle finds himself contending with a slip in time and with the beautiful Leisl Erhardt, who may or may not dare to risk her heart for the daring barnstormer from the skies.
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"A wonderful read. Sylvie Kurtz takes you back in time and makes you believe in the power of love!" Victoria Chancellor, bestselling author of Miracle of Love
UNFORGETTABLE
Colin stood behind Liesl, his gaze seeking the horizon. "I understand more than you think." He folded his arms around her shoulders and pressed her against him. The heat of her felt good.
Liesl turned in his arms, mouth open, staring, searching. Colin didn't want questions. He didn't have answers. Unconsciously, he swayed in time to an unfamiliar tune buzzing in his head. He tried to shake it away, but the melody stuck and played on like a record in a jukebox. His voice, humming the tune, echoed memories in the deep recesses of his brain. When he brought her head to his shoulder, she didn't fight him.
"You don't know me at all." Liesl stood stiff in his arms, but didn't move away.
"I know about the beauty mark on your right breast." His fingers confidently sought a spot on the navy wool covering her chest. Her head snapped up.
"I've kissed the scar on your ankle," he continued. Her mouth formed "how," but no sound came out. "The old one Grber's mare made when she kicked you. I remember how long your hair was when we first met,'' he whispered. His hand flowed down to her waist, as if stroking silk. "You were only ten. I was twelve. So shy, so pretty, so fun to tease. I wanted you even then."
His skin itched with unnatural sensitivity. His heart stammered a panicked rhythm.
"No..." Liesl shook her head. Her fingers pried his shoulder and tried to push away. As helpless as a drowning swimmer, Colin tightened his hold and resumed his humming. "Sing with me, Liesl. 'Let me show you where my heart lies. Let me prove that it adores...'" When the tune ended, he stopped swaying and shifted his hold to kiss her.
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Broken Wings
Sylvie Kurtz
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To Chuck with all my love for enduring, supporting, but mostly, for believing.
Love Spell
November 1996
Published by
Dorchester Publishing Co., Inc.
276 Fifth Avenue
New York, NY 10001
If you purchased this book without a cover you should be aware that this book is stolen property. It was reported as "unsold and destroyed" to the publisher and neither the author nor the publisher has received any payment for this "stripped book."
Copyright 1996 by Sylvie Kurtz
Cover art by John Ennis
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the written permission of the Publisher, except where permitted by law.
The name "Love Spell" and its logo are trademarks of Dorchester Publishing Co., Inc.
Printed in the United States of America.
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Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, but it returneth! Percy Bysshe Shelley
Prologue
Schnberg, Texas, March 1944
Dawn streaked the sky like an artist's palette with jags of red and purple. To the west billowing clouds raced toward the town while the lynch mob headed for the metal hangar near the grass landing strip. Lighted torches zigzagged across the diminishing dark with bright yellow snakes of fire. Feet slapped the craggy dirt road in disordered unison. Voices buzzed like stirred hornets with righteous justice.
Jakob Renke watched from the nearby road. He gripped the wooden fence post, and didn't loosen his hold even when a sliver of wood spiked through his skin. He'd started this. But in all his wildest imaginings, he'd never dreamed of this ending when he'd started the
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rumor. Now it would be finished. And there was nothing he could do to stop it, not without betraying his guilt.
For love, for a woman, he'd betrayed his best friend.
That fact burrowed a nagging feeling of guilt deep in his conscience. It ate at him like a parasite, slowly, surely, steadily. He started forward, but it was too late. Kurt had been the strong one, not him.
The angry mob tore open the hangar door. Metal ripped against metal. The rapid tattoo of their boots drummed on the hangar's cement floor. As they moved in on their target, crashes of wanton destruction splintered the air. The torches trailed black tails of smoke in the lightening sky. He swallowed hard and gripped the fence post tighter.
Jakob couldn't move.
If he did, he'd suffer the same fate. Then Liesl would be left with nothing. This way, he could console her, fill the gap that Kurt's loss would leave behind.
One day, she'd learn to love him, too.
The mob dragged a half-dressed man to the big post oak next to the hangar. Jakob closed his eyes, but the dark screen of his lids couldn't erase the bewildered look on Kurt's face, the fear in his eyes, the denial he couldn't speak.
"I vaz wrong," Jakob whispered, but he couldn't move. His hold on the post tightened, driving the splinter deeper into the palm of his hand. He welcomed the pain.
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