Gypsy

By Jacqueline George

Down a disused Devon lane, Virginia discovers John, a handsome gypsy living in a traditional horse-drawn caravan, an idyllic piece of Old England. He has a dog and a horse, and makes baskets for a living, but there is more to him than first meets her eye. He is an educated man who has chosen a simple life. The more Virginia learns of him, the more interesting he becomes.

His companion Sally has her own caravan nearby, and the two of them show Virginia a world that she had never dreamt of before. Their exotic way of living fascinates her, and John is very hard to resist. His music and his cooking add to his attraction, and Virginia begins to fall under his spell. Then one magic evening, her life begins to change...

Reviews

Romantic and hot - thanks Jacqueline! I don't know anything about gypsies in England, and I thought the pretty caravans and horses had disappeared long ago. This story shows something different, with a gypsy man living with a foot in both worlds. He has a horse and caravan, but writes ebooks. He is also sexy, and can cook. A very romantic setting for this story, which get delightfully hot at the end. That's just Jacqueline, I suppose! Loved it! by Netti

Another hit! Gypsy is another romantic short story with just the right amount of erotica from JG at Yellow Silk Dreams! I read in one setting and enjoyed every minute of it! by Karma

Beautiful! Another beautifully erotic tale from one of my favourite authors. Jaqueline describes situations and settings in a way that pulls you in and makes you believe you are watching the action. Just wonderful. by Gemma Parkes

• Language: English
• Publisher: XinXii
• Release date: Dec 17, 2013
• ISBN: 9780987392022

Jacqueline George

Dr. Jacqueline George, an educator for over thirty years, holds a doctorate of philosophy in biblical studies from Newburgh Theological Seminary, a master’s degree in administration from Touro College, and a master’s degree in voice performance from New York University. Ordained as a minister of God in 2010, she remains active in ministry. Her pastimes are reading the Bible and writing.

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GYPSY

Copyright © 2012 by J.E. George

ISBN: 978-0-9873920-2-2

Cover design by Jacqueline George

All cover art and logo copyright © 2012 by J.E. George

E-Book Distribution: XinXii - www.xinxii.com

Formatted and distributed in Australia and worldwide.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission.

All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

PUBLISHER

Q~Press Publishing

Gypsy

by

Jacqueline George

She could not believe it. This is the 21st century, she said to herself. I'm on my way to Exeter, in my car. This is not right.

She had swept around one of the many corners of the Devon lane from Kingsbury St Jude, and found the road blocked by a caravan. Not another infuriating tourist towing his temporary home into places it did not belong, but a real caravan. A canary yellow, gypsy caravan, with a horse.

Virginia stopped her car and stared. The caravan stood across the road, trying to pull into the fields. She had never seen anything so pretty outside a picture book. The caravan had an arched black roof with a miniature chimney. A quaint window, with open shutters pinned back, nestled under the roof. The red shutters and the caravan's corner posts bore a tracery of hand painted leaves and flowers, the whole making a comet of glorious colour against the dark trees and hedgerows beyond.

Drawing the caravan, a stocky horse of brown, white and black patches. A miniature carthorse, with a long white mane and white feathers hiding his hooves. He had mounted the verge and was on the point of pulling his load off the road and into a hidden gateway. Virginia could just make out a man sitting in the caravan's doorway, flicking the reins to urge his horse on. The horse lowered his croup and with a powerful heave, pulled the front wheels of the van up over the curb. The back wheels bumped up in turn, and the caravan disappeared into the Devon hedge.

Virginia had just seen something that belonged to Victorian times, when no cars disturbed the peace and horses ruled the road. She eased forward and looked for the caravan. It had dived into an overgrown lane. She could see its back wall completely filling the narrow slot between the hedges. As she watched, it dipped out of sight, leaving only wheel marks and hoof prints.

She found herself smiling as she drove on to Exeter. The sight she had just seen was so startling, so incongruous, so out of place in a modern world. The brightness of the horse and its van would bring a smile to anyone's Saturday. All morning, she found the image of it springing back into her mind whenever she had a