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Nora Roberts

Reflections

The wind was getting colder. He drove dark clouds across the sky, rustled in the leaves and hinted at the onset of autumn. The trees along the street were already more yellow than green, with splashes of scarlet and burgundy. Tomorrow is the first of September, and summer will turn into autumn.

The afternoon sunlight broke through the clouds, falling slantingly onto the road. The air smelled of rain. Lindsay walked quickly. She knew that the clouds could win at any moment. The wind tousled her silver-white hair, and she threw it back in irritation. It would be wiser to leave them tied in a knot at the back of her head, she thought.

Lindsay would certainly have enjoyed the walk if she hadn't been pressed for time. She would revel in the signs of the coming autumn and the impending storm. But now she hurriedly walked along the roadway, thinking about what else could fall on her head today.

Three years have passed since she returned to Connecticut and became a teacher, and during this time a lot of troubles have befallen her. But today took first place in the top ten unluckiest days. Replacing the studio's plumbing, a forty-five-minute lecture to an overly active parent about her child's abilities, two torn suits, a student with an upset stomach - and, on top of everything else, her car decided to show its character. He coughed and groaned as usual when Lindsay turned the key in the ignition, but instead of starting, he simply shook in place until the hostess admitted defeat. “This car is my age,” she thought with a sad smile, “and we are both tired.”

After a fruitless inspection of the engine, Lindsey gritted her teeth and decided to walk the two and a half miles from the studio to her house.

Looking at the fickle sun, Lindsay admitted that she could call someone. She sighed, realizing that she had simply lost her temper. Ten minutes of vigorous walking should cool her down. These are nerves. She's just nervous about today's concert. Although, not entirely because of the concert, she admitted, putting her hands in her pockets. The girls were ready, rehearsals went perfectly. The youngest students are so sweet that mistakes no longer matter. She was burdened by the time before and after the concert. And parents.

She knew that some would be unhappy with their children's roles. Worse yet, some will put pressure on her to increase the intensity of her training. Why isn't their Pavlova on pointe shoes yet? Why does Mrs. Jones' daughter have a larger role than Mrs. Smith's daughter? Is it time to move Sue up to middle class?

Too often, Lindsey's explanations of anatomy, growing bones, endurance, and load distribution only led to more advice. She usually used a mixture of flattery, stubbornness and intimidation to hold back the onslaught. She was proud of her ability to restrain her persistent, determined parents. After all, wasn't her own mother the same?

More than anything, May Dunn wanted to see her daughter on stage. May herself was slightly short-legged, with a small dense body. But she had the soul of a dancer. Thanks to determination and vocational training, she won a place in the corps de ballet of a small touring troupe.

When May got married, she was almost thirty. Accepting that she would never be a prima ballerina, she taught for a while, but disappointment made her a poor teacher. With Lindsay's birth, everything changed. Yes, May did not become a prima ballerina, but her daughter will.

Lessons for Lindsay began at the age of five and took place under the constant supervision of May. Since then, the girl’s life has been a whirlpool of rehearsals, concerts, ballet shoes and classical music. Her diet was constantly monitored, monitoring the slightest changes in height, until it became clear that Lindsay would not grow above five feet two inches. May was pleased. Pointe shoes added another six inches to her height, and made it much more difficult for the tall ballerina to find a partner.

The daughter inherited her mother's weight, but to May's delight, Lindsay's body was thinner and more delicate. After a transitional period, Lindsay transformed from an awkward teenager into a beautiful girl: soft blonde hair, ivory skin, Scandinavian Blue eyes and thin, naturally arched eyebrows. Her bone structure was graceful, hiding the strength acquired through years of training. The legs and arms are slender, with the long muscles of a classical dancer. All of Mae's prayers were answered.

Lindsey had the body of a ballerina, and she also had talent. May didn't need the teachers' opinions to confirm what she saw herself. My daughter had coordination, technique, stamina and ability. And even more - she put her soul into her performances.

At eighteen, Lindsay was accepted into the New York ballet troupe. Unlike her mother, she did not stay in the corps de ballet, but advanced as a soloist, and, at the age of twenty, became a prima ballerina. For almost two years, it seemed that May's dreams had come true. Then, without warning, Lindsay left the stage and returned to Connecticut.

For three years now her profession has been teaching. May was devastated, but Lindsay was philosophical about everything. She was still a ballerina. This will never change.

The clouds covered the sun again. Lindsey winced, wishing she had remembered the jacket she had thrown onto the front seat of the car in a fit of anger. Now her arms were bare, and only a thin light blue leotard covered her shoulders. She was wearing jeans and also leg warmers, but she still thought longingly about the jacket. And since the thoughts themselves did not warm her up at all, she accelerated her pace to an easy run. Her muscles responded instantly. Lindsey's movements were always fluid and graceful, more instinctive than planned. Soon she began to enjoy her run. It was natural for her to seek and find pleasure in everything.

Suddenly it started to rain, as if someone had pierced the clouds. Lindsay stopped and stared at the dark, gloomy sky.

What else?

The answer was a powerful clap of thunder. She shook her head with a half smile. Moorfield House was just down the road, just across the road. She decided to do what she should have done from the start - ask Andy to take her home. Rubbing her hands, she went out onto the road.

The sharp beep made my heart jump to my throat. Lindsey turned her head and saw the vague outline of an approaching car behind a thick wall of rain. She jumped sharply to the side, slipped on the wet asphalt and splashed into a puddle.

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Eve Dallas and her colleague Peabody once again have to investigate an unusual crime. Eighty people die under mysterious circumstances in the bar owned by her husband Roarke. Surviving witnesses describe a sudden overwhelming feeling of fear, rage and paranoia. Eve and Peabody find out that the visitors' cocktails were spiked chemicals. But who could act so cruelly? Suspicion falls on Roarke. Will Eve, despite her feelings, be able to solve the crime and find the real killer?

Although they didn't know it, their cards had already been dealt. Daniel McGregor decided to leave nothing to chance - and sent Justin Blade, a half-breed Comanche and avid gambler, on a cruise Caribbean Sea, since Daniel's daughter Sirina successfully avoided the responsibility of bearing his grandchildren by working as a croupier aboard the USS Celebration. There was a chance that they would meet. And Daniel really counted on it. Whatever the situation and whoever won, they were destined for each other, easily refuting the postulate that when you are lucky in cards, you are unlucky in love.

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Since childhood, Connor O'Dwyer, from a family of hereditary witches, has never stopped seeing local beauties. But in his heart, only Mira Quinn reigns. A girl with the eyes of a gypsy and the body of a goddess. Enchanted by the beauty of Mira, Connor does not notice how the past overtakes him, as if a hound dog, threatening to destroy everything he loves... Will Connor be able to protect his family, friends and loved one? Will he be brave enough to face evil?

Cilla O'Roarkey, a successful late-night radio presenter, becomes the victim of threats from a telephone maniac. special significance, after some time the girl is forced to contact the police asking for help. Boyd Fletcher, appointed as defender, falls in love with Silla and does everything possible to win her, but she, having survived the death of her parents and fearing new losses, does not want to build serious relationship, although he feels that a reciprocal feeling is arising in the depths of his soul.

Books by author Nora Roberts are divided into author series: Queen Brothers. Brothers Hornblower. In the garden. Washington detectives. Gallaghers of Ardmore. Gift of the Donovans. Eva Dallas. Eve Dallas: Short Stories. Calhoun women. Stars of Mithra. Sign of Seven. Boonesboro Inn. Jackie's story. Quartet of brides. Keys. Royal family of Cordina. Circle of Six. O'Dwyer cousins. McGregors. Night stories.