Rosie Thomas 4-Book Collection: Other People’s Marriages, Every Woman Knows a Secret, If My Father Loved Me, A Simple Life. Rosie Thomas

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      First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 2015

      Copyright © Rosie Thomas 1994, 1996, 2004, 1995

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      Rosie Thomas asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

      A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Source ISBN: 9780007560653, 9780007560523, 9780007560554, 9780007560516

      Ebook Edition © January 2015 ISBN: 9780008115364

      Version: 2014-10-15

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

      Copyright

       Other People’s Marriages

       Every Woman Knows a Secret

       If My Father Loved Me

       A Simple Life

       Keep Reading – THE ILLUSIONISTS

       Keep Reading – THE KASHMIR SHAWL

       About the Author

       Also by Rosie Thomas

       About the Publisher

       Other People’s Marriages

      BY ROSIE THOMAS

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

      One

      Two

      Three

      Four

      Five

      Six

      Seven

      Eight

      Nine

      Ten

      Eleven

      Twelve

      Thirteen

      Fourteen

      Fifteen

      Sixteen

Seventeen

       Eighteen

       Nineteen

       Twenty

       One

      It was the end of October. As London receded and the motorway bisected open country they saw the flamboyant colours of the trees. Autumn in the city was a decorous affair of fading plane trees and horse chestnuts, just one more seasonal window display, but here the leaves made fires against the brown fields and silvery sky.

      ‘Look at it,’ Nina said. ‘There’s no elegant restraint out here, is there? That’s real countryside. Where I belong now. How does the poem go?’

      She knew it perfectly well, but she shifted cautiously through the layers of her memory that contained it. Memory could still play tricks on her, bringing her up against some scene or a view or simply some remembered words that would make her cry. She had cried more than enough for now.

      ‘“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,”’ Patrick supplied for her.

      ‘Yes, that’s it.’

      The poem brought to mind completion, or rather the conclusion of СКАЧАТЬ