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The Craigshaw Curse — Jean Francis Webb
FLAMINGO
The stately, white-columned mansion…the ancient grove of oaks…the lawns rolling unblemished to the edge of the surrounding swamp and forest… For lovely young Jill Heaton, Flamingo seemed a dream come true.
But from the moment Jill came to work at the Craigshaw estate, a chill fear began to grow within her. Why would no one answer her questions about beautiful Constance Craigshaw's crippled husband? Who could explain the reappearance of Constance's lover, supposedly five years dead? What lay behind handsome, mocking Scott Wycliff's brazen attempts to ensnare Jill heart?
And could a curse, born of hatred centuries old, be reaching out to claim Jill as its terrified and helpless victim…?
The stately, white-columned mansion…the ancient grove of oaks…the lawns rolling unblemished to the edge of the surrounding swamp and forest… For lovely young Jill Heaton, Flamingo seemed a dream come true.
But from the moment Jill came to work at the Craigshaw estate, a chill fear began to grow within her. Why would no one answer her questions about beautiful Constance Craigshaw's crippled husband? Who could explain the reappearance of Constance's lover, supposedly five years dead? What lay behind handsome, mocking Scott Wycliff's brazen attempts to ensnare Jill heart?
And could a curse, born of hatred centuries old, be reaching out to claim Jill as its terrified and helpless victim…?