Two Worlds

She sat opposite me, her eyes expressive as she spoke of Lollipop trees and sugar filled seas.  I wish my life were as fanciful as the imaginary world she spoke of.  Instead, I was trapped in an unhappy marriage.  If I’d known the true nature of the woman I married, I would have run for… Read More Two Worlds

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“Could anything good come from Clarington Cross?” She bristled as she remembered the disparaging, rhetorical question posed by Mrs. Danvers.  Miserable woman.  Who did she think she was? Sticking her thin nose up in the air like that as if she smelled a rat.  Well, this lass was no rat.  She had brains and a… Read More From Good Stock