I And My Heart

de Joyce Dingwell

"I am leaving nothing behind. I and my heart, are travelling together," Jane assured her neighbour on the plane that was flying them to Ceylon. And indeed, Jane had other things on her mind than affairs of the heart - her own affairs of the heart, that is. For, as so many times before, she was going to help her lovely, spoiled half-sister April - this time to act as chaperone to satisfy the high standards of the Portuguese family into which April was to marry; above all, the standards of the unknown uncle on whose blessing, it seemed, everything depended. Jane had not forseen that after all, she too was to lose her heart - and not only to the beautiful island, the Pearl of the Indian Ocean - until April, as usual, came along to spoil everything for her.