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Magic is Fragile — Elsie Mack
Nance Ireland considered herself the luckiest girl in the world. It wasn't every girl who could have parents like the Ireland's or a handsome older brother like Jeremy…
At the orphanage, it had been a recurrent nightmare, being dressed in her best and brushed and combed and paraded in the reception room -- knowing that it was just as hopeless as it had been all the other times. No one wanted a wispy-haired, bony ten-year-old. And then the miracle had happened…Eleanor and Sam Ireland had taken her with them to Thurstonia, to the big gray stone house on Carver Street, to their own little daughter.
And suddenly, when Jeremy was interning at Thurstonia General Hospital and Nance had signed the first of her art contracts with Rolph Hillard, the gulf years between them was no longer there, and Jeremy realized that the plain little sister had grown into a beauty.
It was not generally known that another little girl had been considered by the Irelands before Nancy -- a girl who had failed to measure up. And how could anyone know, when glamorous Eve Romley came to Thurstonia to live and, pretending to be ill, called in young Doctor Jeremy Ireland, that she was the girl who had so narrowly missed becoming an Ireland by adoption -- a beautiful, hard, and mature woman, now, who was accustomed to getting what she wanted.
At the orphanage, it had been a recurrent nightmare, being dressed in her best and brushed and combed and paraded in the reception room -- knowing that it was just as hopeless as it had been all the other times. No one wanted a wispy-haired, bony ten-year-old. And then the miracle had happened…Eleanor and Sam Ireland had taken her with them to Thurstonia, to the big gray stone house on Carver Street, to their own little daughter.
And suddenly, when Jeremy was interning at Thurstonia General Hospital and Nance had signed the first of her art contracts with Rolph Hillard, the gulf years between them was no longer there, and Jeremy realized that the plain little sister had grown into a beauty.
It was not generally known that another little girl had been considered by the Irelands before Nancy -- a girl who had failed to measure up. And how could anyone know, when glamorous Eve Romley came to Thurstonia to live and, pretending to be ill, called in young Doctor Jeremy Ireland, that she was the girl who had so narrowly missed becoming an Ireland by adoption -- a beautiful, hard, and mature woman, now, who was accustomed to getting what she wanted.
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