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Extract from 'The Dress'!
The young woman had an almost frightening beauty.
Her high cheek-bones seemed carved from some exquisite
alabaster and her painted red lips were shaped in a perfect,
symmetrical pout. However, it was her eyes – two dark pools
of immeasurable depth – that held him. She had a look of
knowing that transcended her sultry beauty. Although she
was a complete stranger, her fathomless gaze seemed to say
that she recognized him, recognized the vein of sadness
which, despite his great success, still ran through the core of
Frank did not seek out an introduction, he would not have
presumed, but Victor’s wife, Norah, must have noticed him
staring because before he knew what was happening, he was
being introduced after all.
‘This is Joy Rogerson,’ Norah said.
Frank took the pale, delicate hand in his and tried his best
to retain his composure. But as he looked into the girl’s deep,
sad eyes, Frank knew that, despite the great distance he had
travelled, despite the efforts he had made to chase away the
vulnerable boy and become the strong, capable man that he
was today, Frank Fitzpatrick had utterly lost himself.