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Letters from the Prairie
It is with reverence and a hush of winter stillness that I present to you this series of letters from Mrs. Marian Tate—a young widow dwelling alone in the Kansas Territory during that first long, uncertain season of 1855.
A Pansy for Eleanor, part 3 (of 8)
Eleanor met his gaze. She thought of Lord Rutledge, stranded on the Liverpool docks. She thought of the life she had left behind—the corseted expectations, the ballrooms filled with whispers, the future that had never truly been hers.
The Florist of Beacon Hill
In an age when doctors treated sorrow with laudanum and despair with rest cures, Charlotte offered a gentler path—mint for consolation, rosemary for remembrance, violets for mourning.
The Tale of Margot Finch
Her mind wandered back to the night she and her aunt had gone to the circus. Margot had been fascinated by the hustle and bustle of the fairway and the lion tamer.