Chapter 1 “It’s barely nine a.m., and I’m already tipsy.” My neighbor Roxanne, who’s just thrown her front door wide open in response to my knock, stands before me with a gleam in her eye. Her two dogs, a loudly …
“Thank you for allowing me to repair myself here,” Elizabeth said softly from the doorway that led to the bedroom. She’d used the room that was meant to be hers–that of the lady of the house. Turning to face her, …
