Lynn Kurland - Macleod Family 07 by My Heart Stood Still

Author:My Heart Stood Still
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-11-25T23:56:44+00:00

Chapter 22

Iolanthe stood in the space Thomas had appropriated as his office and felt better than she had in centuries. She'd spent almost a week with Megan MacLeod McKinnon de Piaget and found her to be a marvelous companion. They had shopped in the village. Iolanthe had even ventured inside Megan's automobile and managed to keep from screaming as they traveled to a nearby village for different scenery. She hadn't braved Edinburgh, but Megan had assured her that perhaps it was better she go there for the first time with Thomas.

But even little ventures to a handful of little villages had widened Iolanthe's horizons. She'd learned to be unobtrusive in shops, to mask her ghostly condition, to avoid walking into and through things that would have bruised a mortal sorely.

She'd also discovered the pleasure of a nice change of clothes. No wonder Roderick found it so much to his liking. She and Megan had bought marvelous things called fashion magazines. They'd spent hours poring over clothes and shoes and ways to wear one's hair. Iolanthe had been scandalized by the pictures of women in scanty underclothing, but Megan had assured her it was nothing out of the ordinary. Iolanthe had remained unconvinced. She'd turned her attentions to the clothing she thought suitable and now found herself with dozens of ideas to try. Today she was wearing a long, patterned skirt with a dark blue sweater. It was lovely. It made her feel lovely.

Of course, clothes weren't the extent of the changes. Megan had been full of ideas on how to make Iolanthe's life more interesting. Books, music, art, travel. It was nothing Iolanthe had any experience with.

She had been ashamed to tell Megan the extent of her ignorance, but Megan hadn't stood for any reticence. She'd grilled Iolanthe mercilessly, leaving no embarrassment undiscovered. But she had done it so gently and so relentlessly that Iolanthe hadn't been able to resist her. And when the true depth of her lack of knowledge had been plumbed, Megan had turned her lack into what seemed like an opportunity for great learning. Had Iolanthe not loved her before, she would have then. Which left her standing where she was at present, wearing clothes from the twenty-first century and using one of its handiest tools. She cleared her throat and gestured expansively behind her to what sat on Thomas's desk.

"This," Iolanthe said to the assembled, ragtag group of men clustered in front of her in the tower chamber, "is a computer."

There were several murmurs of appreciation and wise nods that answered that announcement.

" 'Tis shiny," one of the men said reverently.

"Handsome," another agreed.

"Fit fer tha rubbish bin," said Connor MacDougal with his usual disdain for anything he hadn't intimidated with his sword.

Iolanthe glared at him, then turned her attentions back to the more appreciative members of her audience.

'Today, I am going to learn to read," she announced. "And you are going to help me."

"I ken hoo ta scratch ma name," Connor said stiffly, "and 'tis enough fer me.

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