Pale sunlight filtered through the venetian blinds while an exuberant California Thrasher sang its song outside the window. Unable to resist a glimpse of the rare bird, Sam pushed aside the blinds and couldn’t help but chuckle when she saw it sitting on a nearby branch—its fat, brown body a pictu...
The Calma estate itself seemed overhung with an enchanted slumber. James, the butler, was the only person still awake. He knew both the Calvins had settled into a sleep saturated with the best meal of the year and the spirit of the day. Quietly mounting the stairs, he peered into Joseph Calvin’s ...