The Dark Garden A Novel

Description

ROWAN RAN HER HAND OVER THE COOL METAL OF the chain suspended

from the roof, drawing her fingers along the smooth, steely surface, one

connect, at that point the following. She twisted her fingers around its

length, slid her hand down until she felt the delicate dash of cowhide

against her skin, moving her fingers absently over the clasps of the cuffs.