While she waited for him to return to the car, she tried to reach her attorney, George Quincy. His assistant said Mr. Quincy was engaged and would have to call her back. She hoped he would call soon. She could not understand the suspicion and hostility she had encountered, but she was certain she...
I couldn’t imagine why she wanted it. To whom would she write? “There’s stationery in the desk in the library,” Ida said. “Yes, but I want my own to keep upstairs in the drawer in my table,” Coleman said. “I’ve been thinkin’ I should ask Mr. Sherrill for pocket money and an allowance.” “Why do yo...
She leaned over and picked it up. Bethany, close behind her, whispered, “I bet it’s another anonymous letter. Is Dinah’s name on it?” She closed the door to the corridor. “Yep, Dinah Greene, c/o her friends. It must be from somebody who knows Dinah’s been banished from here,” Loretta said. “That ...
They avoided discussing the gallery, but the subject loomed between them like the proverbial elephant in the room. Jonathan was cold and distant, and Dinah felt guilty about having secretly leased the gallery on Fifty-Seventh Street. They went to church on Christmas morning, but even the beautifu...