“Maybe it was this place, this strange, ramshackle, warm-hearted place, that had given his wife that air of laughing, welcoming life. Because here she bloomed. With him she had faded and he had faded with her. Yet here she was, his Jane again. His hope. And he had never, ever wanted to hope again.” LoveLifeHopeLaughingStrangePlaceFadeBloomWarm HeartedWelcomingRamshackle Book:The Runaway Countess Source: The Runaway Countess