ONLY ONE NAKED
Copyright 2011 Cassie Caine. All rights reserved.
MAISIE AND THE ARTISTS
“Do you have any books on the female nude?”
The speaker was a tall, striking girl with short blonde hair. Her ringing, confident tones seemed to reach into every corner of the bookshop.
Maisie blinked at her from behind her desk.
“Um ...” It was how she began every sentence: “Um.” But some “ums” she meant more than others. After a week, she still didn't know her way around her aunt's rather sprawling shop. Aunt Barbara had been very ill and was now convalescing in a gite in Normandy. Maisie had been drafted in as her temporary replacement.