The Book of Love - To Royce Argent, "love" was a word that belonged in the children's books she wrote and illustrated -- definitely not in her life. So when a dear old friend put his lavish London home at her disposal, Royce rolled up her sleeves and delved into her beloved work. - It was the wrong time for James Jamieson to stop by for a visit. The moment he saw Royce his suspicions were obvious -- signed, sealed and delivered before they had exchanged a word. But something else was equally obvious, something that made suspicions and words irrelevant -- every word, Royce had to admit, except love.
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