“A woman who cannot bear children will never be worthy of the Whitmore name.” That…
The air inside the dimly lit, cavernous back room of the Artisans’ Guild tailor…
The oppressive afternoon heat of downtown Boston pressed heavily against the tinted glass windows…
**************** The heavy mahogany doors of the grand ballroom at the Sterling Plaza Hotel…
************** The salt-laced wind of the New England coast whipped violently against the weather-beaten…
My husband threw me down right on my mother’s grave, then tossed the divorce papers…
************* The autumn wind howled against the reinforced stained-glass windows of the Grandview Ballroom, carrying…
********** The morning sun over the sprawling suburbs of the eastern seaboard did little to…
********* The air inside the grand banquet hall of the Moretti estate hung heavy…
*********************** The autumn wind whipped through the bustling avenues of Manhattan, carrying with it the…