JORDAN RECHECKED HER MAKEUP. Thanks

JORDAN RECHECKED HER MAKEUP. Thanks to Kristin, a stylist friend of Margot’s, she had become an expert in the uses of concealer. She’d learned not only how to erase the violet smudges beneath her eyes, but also how to use blush and the right hues of lipstick to emphasize her cheekbones and mouth. By employing a subtle mix of tones around her eyes, she’d discovered that she could fool people into thinking that the shadows lurking in them were exotic, mysterious, rather than a darkness that threatened her soul.
She raised her ringless hands to smooth her hair, which she’d decided to wear loose today. Better to look feminine than professional: in Nonie Harrison’s world not too many women actually worked.
Rising from the small bench in front of her vanity table, she checked the floral print crepe de chine skirt and ivory sleeveless silk knit top in the mirror and wondered what was missing. Jewelry, of course. She bent down and opened a square leather case and found a pair of antique gold earrings that had belonged to her mother and a delicate diamond pendant that Margot and Travis had given her for Christmas.
There, she looked understatedly elegant, exactly how Nonie would expect Jordan Radcliffe to appear. Meet people’s expectations and they rarely bothered to look deeper.
No need to take a sweater or a light jacket, she thought, as she picked up her purse off the white bedspread. It was a glorious spring day … wasn’t that funny, how the days had slipped by? The Virginia air was mild, sweetened with the perfume of sunshine-kissed flowers. This year’s crop of foals was frolicking in the pastures with their dams. The breeding season was upon them. Nocturne, the stallion they had standing at stud, was eager to meet his mares in the breeding shed. All around her Rosewood was bursting with life. How sadly out of step with the farm she was, so blighted and dead inside. But that, too, Jordan had learned to conceal from the world.
She left her room on the third floor and went into the adjacent attic bedroom shared by Kate and Olivia, a smile lighting her face. Olivia and Miriam Banner, their housekeeper Ellie’s niece, were sprawled on the pale blue and pink hooked rug building a tower with Olivia’s cardboard nesting blocks. As soon as Miriam placed the last block atop the slender pyramid, Olivia lurched to her feet and kicked the tower with a happy cry.
“Hi, there, Olivia,” she said.
At the sound of her voice, Olivia’s face lit up and she tottered over on stubby legs, her short arms held out—a blond, mini-Frankenstein with a cherub’s smile.
Jordan scooped her up and kissed the sweet hollow of her neck. “Let’s get you changed so you’ll be nice and clean when you and Miriam go and pick up Kate and Max at school, okeydokey?”
Miriam rose to her feet. “I can do that—”
“That’s okay. I’ve got her,” she replied, already setting down her purse. She laid Olivia upon the changing table, pulled down the elastic waistband of her blue-and-cream-striped leggings, and undid the tabs on the diaper. Moving with the precision of a pit stop mechanic at the Indy 500, Jordan shucked the diaper, dropped it into the garbage pail by her feet, cleaned Olivia with a baby wipe, sprinkled her bottom and thighs with baby powder and, for good measure, her rounded tummy, too, and then fastened a fresh diaper. Up went the leggings, down went the dancing dog printed T-shirt, and Olivia was good to go.
“All done,” she announced, hefting her powder-fresh baby in her arms. “Now, Miriam, are you sure you’re okay with picking up Kate and Max?”
“Absolutely.”
“Okay. I left the minivan’s keys on the tray in the front hall. For lunch there’s mac and cheese. It’s in the fridge, wrapped in foil. For dessert you can—” she stopped in mid-sentence at Miriam’s grin.
“It’s cool, Jordan, I’ve got the routine down. We’ll be fine. Remember, you’re only going out to lunch. It’s not like you’ll be away for a week.”
The thought of being separated from her children for an entire week made her slightly faint. “I’ll be back by three. If you could get Max to nap when Olivia goes down, that would be great. Tell him if he does, he’ll have a better riding lesson with Jade. And I have my cell in case you need me.”
“Of course you do,” Miriam nodded gravely. “And in case all the satellites get taken out by an asteroid, Aunt Ellie might be able to give me a hand. Don’t know whether I can count on Margot coming to the rescue, though, since after lunch she’ll be all the way down at the main barn.”
Jordan managed a weak laugh. “Right. Thanks for the reality check.”
“Have a good time at lunch. You’ll knock Mrs. Harrison off her feet, I’m sure. Now, give Mommy a kiss bye-bye, ’Liv, and then you and I are going to build the biggest tower ever.”
“Bye, bye,” Olivia said.
Bless her for being a happy, carefree baby and not a neurotic mess like her mother, Jordan thought, squeezing her daughter tight and kissing her cheek.
“Okay, all I have to do is grab my tote with the fabric swatches I picked out for Nonie, and I’m gone, really.”
“Good. So go already.” Miriam shooed her off with a grin before dropping down to the rug to play with Olivia.

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JORDAN RECHECKED MAKEUP-NYA. Berkat Kristin, seorang teman penata Margot's, dia telah menjadi seorang ahli dalam menggunakan concealer. Dia telah belajar tidak hanya bagaimana untuk menghapus noda-noda ungu di bawah matanya, tetapi juga bagaimana menggunakan blush dan tepat warna lipstik untuk menekankan nya tulang pipi dan mulut. Dengan menggunakan campuran halus nada di sekitar matanya, dia telah menemukan bahwa dia dapat membodohi orang ke berpikir bahwa bayang-bayang yang bersembunyi di dalamnya yang eksotis, misterius, daripada kegelapan yang terancam jiwanya.Dia mengangkat tangannya ringless untuk kelancaran rambutnya, yang ia memutuskan untuk dipakai hari ini longgar. Lebih baik untuk melihat feminin daripada profesional: di Nonie Harrison dunia tidak terlalu banyak wanita benar-benar bekerja.Bangkit dari bangku kecil di depan meja rias nya, dia diperiksa bunga mencetak krep de chine rok dan Gading lengan sutra merajut atas di cermin dan bertanya-tanya apa itu hilang. Perhiasan, tentu saja. Dia membungkuk dan membuka kasus persegi kulit dan menemukan sepasang anting-anting emas antik yang telah milik ibunya dan liontin berlian halus Margot dan Travis telah diberikan padanya untuk Natal.Di sana, ia tampak understatedly elegan, persis bagaimana Nonie harapkan Jordan Radcliffe muncul. Orang-orang yang memenuhi harapan dan mereka jarang peduli untuk melihat lebih dalam.Tidak perlu membawa baju hangat atau jaket ringan, pikirnya, ketika ia mengambil tasnya off seprai putih. Itu adalah mulia hari musim semi yang... tidak bahwa lucu, bagaimana hari-hari itu menyelinap oleh? Udara Virginia adalah ringan, manis dengan parfum bunga mencium sinar matahari. Tanaman tahun ini anak kuda adalah bersenang-senang di padang rumput dengan waduk-waduk mereka. Musim pembiakan adalah atas mereka. Nocturne, stallion mereka telah berdiri di stud, yang bersemangat untuk bertemu dengan kuda nya di gudang pembibitan. Di sekitar Rosewood nya yang penuh dengan kehidupan. Bagaimana sedih dengan peternakan dia adalah, jadi suram dan mati di dalam. Tetapi itu, juga, Jordan telah belajar untuk menyembunyikan dari dunia.Dia meninggalkan kamarnya di lantai dan masuk ke kamar loteng yang berdekatan bersama oleh Kate dan Olivia, senyum pencahayaan wajahnya. Olivia dan Miriam Banner, keponakan pembantu mereka Ellie, yang tergeletak di pucat biru dan merah jambu ketagihan karpet membangun menara dengan blok bersarang karton Olivia's. Segera setelah Miriam ditempatkan blok terakhir di atas piramida ramping, Olivia meluncur kakinya dan menendang menara dengan seruan bahagia."Hai, sana, Olivia," katanya.Pada suara suaranya, Olivia di wajahnya menyala dan dia tottered atas pada gemuk kaki, lengan pendek mengulurkan — Frankenstein Mini pirang, dengan senyum seorang kerub.Jordan meraup tubuhnya dan mencium berongga manis lehernya. "Mari kita Anda berubah sehingga Anda akan bagus dan bersih ketika Anda dan Miriam pergi dan mengambil Kate dan Max di sekolah, okeydokey?"Miriam rose to her feet. “I can do that—”“That’s okay. I’ve got her,” she replied, already setting down her purse. She laid Olivia upon the changing table, pulled down the elastic waistband of her blue-and-cream-striped leggings, and undid the tabs on the diaper. Moving with the precision of a pit stop mechanic at the Indy 500, Jordan shucked the diaper, dropped it into the garbage pail by her feet, cleaned Olivia with a baby wipe, sprinkled her bottom and thighs with baby powder and, for good measure, her rounded tummy, too, and then fastened a fresh diaper. Up went the leggings, down went the dancing dog printed T-shirt, and Olivia was good to go.“All done,” she announced, hefting her powder-fresh baby in her arms. “Now, Miriam, are you sure you’re okay with picking up Kate and Max?”“Absolutely.”“Okay. I left the minivan’s keys on the tray in the front hall. For lunch there’s mac and cheese. It’s in the fridge, wrapped in foil. For dessert you can—” she stopped in mid-sentence at Miriam’s grin.“It’s cool, Jordan, I’ve got the routine down. We’ll be fine. Remember, you’re only going out to lunch. It’s not like you’ll be away for a week.”The thought of being separated from her children for an entire week made her slightly faint. “I’ll be back by three. If you could get Max to nap when Olivia goes down, that would be great. Tell him if he does, he’ll have a better riding lesson with Jade. And I have my cell in case you need me.”“Of course you do,” Miriam nodded gravely. “And in case all the satellites get taken out by an asteroid, Aunt Ellie might be able to give me a hand. Don’t know whether I can count on Margot coming to the rescue, though, since after lunch she’ll be all the way down at the main barn.”Jordan managed a weak laugh. “Right. Thanks for the reality check.”“Have a good time at lunch. You’ll knock Mrs. Harrison off her feet, I’m sure. Now, give Mommy a kiss bye-bye, ’Liv, and then you and I are going to build the biggest tower ever.”“Bye, bye,” Olivia said.Bless her for being a happy, carefree baby and not a neurotic mess like her mother, Jordan thought, squeezing her daughter tight and kissing her cheek.“Okay, all I have to do is grab my tote with the fabric swatches I picked out for Nonie, and I’m gone, really.”“Good. So go already.” Miriam shooed her off with a grin before dropping down to the rug to play with Olivia.