Under a Himmel Street Window

Penelope fixing Colin's clothes.

“Actually, I’m an excellent liar. But what I’m really good at is appearing appropriately sheepish and adorable after I’m caught.” What, Penelope wondered, was she meant to say to that? Because surely there was no one more adorably sheepish (sheepishly adorable?) than Colin Bridgerton with his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes flitting along the ceiling, and his lips puckered into an innocent whistle. “When you were a child,” Penelope asked, abruptly changing the subject, “were you ever punished?” Colin immediately straightened to attention. “I beg your pardon?” “Were you ever punished as a child?” she repeated. “Are you ever punished now?”

two Palestinian stamps from a series on fruits and flowers