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“Lately Mirabelle had reflected wistfully if people even noticed her 鈥� a smartly dressed woman who came and went along the Promenade, always alone.”
― Sara Sheridan, London Calling

“Mirabelle always ate her lunch on Brighton beach if the weather was in any way passable, but out of sheer principle she never paid tuppence for a chair. We did not win the war to have to pay to sit down, she frequently found herself thinking.”
― Sara Sheridan, Brighton Belle

“Mirabelle? Mirabelle Bevan? Well, I鈥檒l be blowed!鈥�
Mirabelle started, almost spilling her drink. It took her a moment to realize who the handsome man was, now his hair was greying at the edges and he was out of uniform. Puffing laconically on a cigarette, martini in hand, he wore a lounge suit and an understated silk tie with a discreet regimental insignia woven into the fabric.
鈥淓ddie,鈥� she smiled. 鈥淲hat are you doing here?”
― Sara Sheridan