It didn’t seem like Frederick to do something as callous as forcing a widow from her own room. “There must be some mistake. I will move at once.” She looked around for something to wear, but everything was unfamiliar. Her trunk had not been brought up yet, and she didn’t know how her new clothes ...
The snow crunching beneath their boots was the only noise disturbing the serene night. Ben had told her to dress warmly and had grabbed a handsaw as they passed the garage. “This isn’t going to be one of those horrible things you see on TV where the ex chops up his wife, is it?” She was joking, b...