Sophie longs for adventure, wriggling her toes by the fire and reading ‘Clarissa’…

Title Content How that wind does howl round the eaves! Sophie wriggles her toes some more, putting aside 'Clarissa' to stare into the flames as they curl and dance. It being a Sunday, she should be reading her Bible. Instead, she is illicitly reading a novel and thinking of desires highly inappropriate to a Sabbeth … Continue reading Sophie longs for adventure, wriggling her toes by the fire and reading ‘Clarissa’…