Linh still couldn’t believe that Thao wanted a divorce or that he had been cheating on her all this time. Who was the other woman and why wouldn’t he tell her? It couldn’t be someone she knew. She didn’t know anyone there in Seattle. Most of their friends were in Da Nang or Hanoi. Was… Read More Linh Makes a Discovery
“That was some dinner party last night, wasn’t it?” His expression soured. “Yes, it was. It was torture, to be quite honest. I don’t think I’ll ever throw another dinner party.” “Your friends are going to be very disappointed. They love your dinner parties.” “Well, that’s too bad. Better for them to be disappointed than… Read More An Awful Dinner Party & A Private Yacht
Passenger Angus Pike stood on the deck of the Unicorn, his blue eyes scanning the horizon. All around him the sea stretched out endlessly. It lapped against the capricious vessel as it headed to Liverpool. Below, in his cabin, cowering, was the young slave woman who was to be his wife’s maid and his lover.… Read More Pike’s Purchase
Unto You I lift up my eyes, O You who dwell in the heavens. Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, As the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress,So our eyes look to the Lord our God, Until He has mercy on us. – Psalm 123:1-4, NKJV Just as a slave depended on… Read More Depend On God
He stood there in the open doorway, thinking about roses and rain. Last night it had rained cats and dogs and as he lay there in the bed, staring up at the ceiling while Linh slept, he thought of the time when Marguerite and he were making love in her room. On the nightstand was… Read More Resolution and Revelation
“Nessa, has Jane come home as yet?” Mrs. Langstaff asked me as soon as I entered the drawing-room. “No, Madam.” Mr. Langstaff glanced up from his newspaper. “Where is she?” “She went to a concert with her friend, Hilary.” “They went to a concert?” “Yes. They went to see the Hillbillies and Hitchhikers.” “What?” he… Read More Birthdays and Engagements
I’m on the subway on my way to meet Maxime. He’s taking me to lunch at Tribeca Grill, a restaurant co-owned by Robert De Niro. I so excited that I’m going to be seeing Maxime again. Too excited to concentrate on mystic mall cops and maroon feather dusters, a book I’m currently reading. It’s about… Read More Dinner and a Carriage Ride
The maid pointed. “That was where they were sitting when it hit.” “They?” “Yes, the lady and her companion.” “Her companion? She wasn’t alone?” “No, Sir.” “Who was her companion?” “Mr. Martindale, another hotel guest.” “Were they together often?” “Yes, Sir. They were always together.” “Thank you.” “You’re welcome, Sir. Will that be all?” “Yes. … Read More In Hot Water
Although my gaze was fixed upon the water as it rushed forth as if it were late for an appointment, my heart was otherwise engaged in a very distressing matter–a matter which has placed my very constitution for happiness in grave danger. The whispers of the impending nuptials between George Allerton, my employer and the… Read More News of a Wedding/Span #writephoto
Ife saw him waiting for the elevator. She tried not to make it obvious that she was watching him as she pushed the cart down the hallway. She knew he was in no. 406, the Royal suite. He was very handsome and a sharp dresser. He must be rich, she thought. This was a 5-star… Read More Two Ships
Notes to Women 