October 25, 2019

Early the next morning, (Phoebe and her grandfather) made their way, arm in arm, across the tiered gardens, bright with late season mums and roses and flame-like celosia, and through the gate in the privet hedge that separated the formal gardens from the service ground...

December 12, 2018

Cowes, Isle of Wight, April 1920 Phoebe Renshaw pressed a hand to her stomach in a futile attempt to ease the incessant gnawing inside.

July 30, 2018

“Take my advice, Miss Cross, and marry a rich man. Then you may do whatever you like.” The train from New York City to North Kingstown, Rhode Island, jostled me from side to side on the velvet seat while trees and shrubs and the occasional house streaked past the wind...

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