An Afternoon at the Met

Maxime was waiting outside of the Metropolitan museum when she got there. I was so happy to see him and anxious to be with him, that I ran up the steps until I was standing in front of him. How I longed to throw myself into his arms but I just smiled up at him, …

Mr. Thornber

"Mr. Thornber," his name spilled involuntarily from her lips. “What the blazes are you doing in here, Miss Roth?” demanded the gentleman.  “You should be outside taking  a turn in the garden.  It is a very pleasant afternoon.”  In a few strides he closed the distance between them.  He stopped abruptly beside her, facing the …

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