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Forget-Me-Not Behind the Wall
Margaret read on, following Robert’s experiences as a young American scholar in East Germany during the Cold War. His voice on the page was different—younger, more passionate, less guarded than the professor of literature she’d married.
A Conversation with Annabelle Greystone
The halls creak when no one walks them, and some of the mirrors don’t reflect quite right. But it’s home—cold, drafty, and full of ghosts… of memory, if not of men.
The Willow's Lament
She knew these woods. She passed the ruins of what were once the slave quarters. Sadness lingered there, and Marian hated that this was her family’s legacy. She had spent the better part of her adult life trying to rectify it.
A Gaze Beyond the Veil
Charlotte stared, and her breath caught. She had never liked the way some photographers left the deceased with eyes wide, gazing eerily into the lens. And she knew Catherine would have wanted it to appear as if she were peacefully sleeping.
The Gardener's Lady Slippers
Charles was a master of his craft, known far and wide for his lush rose bushes and sprawling ivy. But there was one flower that had always eluded him—the delicate and elusive lady slipper orchid. Known for its unique beauty, the lady slipper was a flower that Charles had long dreamed of cultivating successfully.
A Cup of Tea and a Scandal
Lady Agatha Farnsworth straightened her posture, the whalebone stays of her corset restricting any attempt at a comfortable position. “I assure you, Millicent, I witnessed it with my own eyes. Lord Pembrooke and that… that actress.” She whispered the final word as though it were a disease one might catch merely by speaking it aloud.