Margery stood at the top of the stairs, still reeling from Antonia’s visit. She shuddered as she remembered her adopted niece’s eyes as she cried, “You’re ruining my chances with Laird.” “Laird’s your brother—“ “Adoptive brother.” “He doesn’t love you, Antonia—“ “Because you’ve been telling him horrible things about me.” “Antonia—“ “You’ll be sorry.” Margery’s …
Rashida’s World/Timeless #writephoto
She ran to the stone. It was her escape from her world. She always made sure she was alone before she clung to its sides, said the words and was transported to another world—a world where slavery didn’t exist. One of these days, she would remain there and never return to her life as …
Giulia
She looked at the odd shaped structure. It was covered in moss. Everything else seemed to fade into the background. It reminded her of when she visited the Accademia Gallery and she saw Michelangelo's famous sculpture of Israel's most beloved king, David. Her eyes were fixated on the figure, moving towards it as if hypnotized. The …
The Mystery Man/Spectral #writephoto
She didn't know what it was about the shell of what was left of Haverley Manor that fascinated her. This morning as mist covered it and the surrounding area, giving it a ghostly appearance. Perhaps it was the figure of a man walking across the fields and appearing at the first window which drew her …
Grimwood Mansion
It was as if she were in a trance. Everything around her faded into nothingness. Her eyes were riveted on Grimwood Manor. She walked towards the imposing, Gothic facade of the house. It loomed like a foreboding giant watching her come closer like a spider watching a fly lured to its web. She paused and …
A Model Moment
She stood there watching as the evening unfurled, a solitary figure in a room filled with people from the fashion and business world. She was there by invitation from her friend, a fashion photographer. She felt so out of place. She wasn't used to be around such glamorous people. Several people thought she was a model. …
The Suitor Calls
It was Friday evening. Mr. Read was to call on her. She felt a prickle of excitement at the thought of seeing him again. The week had flown by quickly. It seemed only a moment ago when she had surprised him in the library where he was composing a note which he gave to her. …
Lily
Although Lily was small in stature, Ordinary and poor, she did radiate Confidence and faith that she Was the perfect choice for the Job of governess. Like her heroine Jane Eyre she was not to going to Be Intimidated by Mr. Thornber. He may be big, boisterous and brusque But she could match his demeanour …
Bad Posture
Growing up my mother always used to say to me, "Hold up your back" because I slouched. You would think that going to ballet classes would have helped. It didn't. Years later I was still slouching or hunched over my keyboard as I was typing. My fiance used to be on my case. He scolded me every time he …
Notes to Women 