Tag: Historical Fiction

I’m not sure what’s more confusing: time travel, 18th-century fashion, or trying to explain peanut butter to…

“If ye look hard enough across the water, ye might just see the Americas. It’s the only…

You gave me a gift when you told me Randall was alive. Now you’d stop me from…

Fond as I was of individual women – Bree, Marsali, Lizzie, and even Mrs Bug – I…

I have lived through a fucking world war and I have lost our child. I lost two…

Stop it! The both of ye! Fightin’ and ruttin’ like wild beasts, and no carin’ if the…