MIRANDA FELT HER HEART THUD ...

When Miranda finally met the respected master of the famed dei Santi Glassworks in Venice, where she was to train, the dreamy romantic side of her nature began warring with the severely practical.

Benvenuto dei Santi was not the silver-haired saint she'd expected. And at first her spirits soared.

But it turned out that he, too, had expected someone older and more mature, who wouldn't disrupt his tradition-bound craftsmen --- someone who had come to Italy to learn about Venetian glass, not love.