You are a man without a heart, Dr. Leddell.

And you, Mary Cooper, are a meddler. A woman can be forgiven for many transgressions but not that.

I have been called worse. And by people I hold in more esteem than you.

Ha! I pity the poor man unfortunate enough to marry you someday. He writes his own ticket to hell.

If he does, then I'll make that hell as pleasant a place for him as I know how. But I won't deceive him and tell him it's heaven, then stoke the fires behind his back and cover it all with the scent of lilacs".

Author: Ann Rinaldi