“No.” Shaking her head vigorously, she crossed her arms firmly. “He has to earn the money. I’m adamant about this.”
Olga’s anger had burned. She’d acted like judge and jury without giving Maggie the benefit of a doubt. It hurt.
I can be myself here because nature never judges me. The purity of this place cleanses my soul and I can freely express my spirituality
Sam Bradley w/a McKenna Sinclair
He flashed me a shy smile as he lifted my hand and kissed it gallantly, and quick tears sprang to my eyes. How I’d misjudged this big, lovable oaf.
But I had to be careful not to judge Cassandra. From what I had read this morning, she had built a very successful career as a psychic.
Broughton was a good judge of age, and would have put this guy in his early seventies if he didn’t know he was eighty-five.
If I let it, it will dig deep under my skin and push Eva’s case into my head. She didn’t belong there right now. Scenes like this if he wasn’t careful would cloud his judgement and bring him down.
Most people judged him by the worn attire, scruffy beard, and the tattoo peeking out from his shirtsleeve.
A Twisted Fate (work in progress)
As he’d listened to his mother’s words, he’d made his way back into the courtroom to find the judge’s clerk to tell her he needed to reschedule. Then, he placed a call to the sheriff.
Rafe scoffed. “Anne was guilty, and the people of the Isle judged her and hanged her for witchcraft.”