The feeling of being invaded by strangers had never been a comfortable one, even when Georgiana was in the nursery. But now, especially after Ramsgate, it was nigh intolerable. So why did Eizabeth and Fitzwilliam have to plan a house party? Part 1 Georgiana sat at the piano in the music room, hands floating over the keyboard. Most days this was her favorite room in the house. On the east side of the house, it … Continue reading →
A behind the scenes peek at Persuasion. “SHALL WE TO THE drawing room?” Mrs. Musgrove, all smiles and good cheer, placed her napkin on the table beside her empty plate and stood, a benevolent queen surveying her grateful subjects. How bright and truly happy she appeared, as if she genuinely enjoyed the simple graces of hospitality. Anne sighed and fought not to roll her eyes. Yet one more unfavorable comparison between the Elliots and the Musgroves. … Continue reading →
Can Caroline find another chance for an happily ever after? Part 6 “Caroline! Caroline!” Charles called from just outside her chamber door. “We will be late.” If she did not respond, he would be pounding on it in just a moment. She heaved a heavy breath and dragged herself to the doorway, opening the door a fraction. “Go without me. I have no taste for entertainments tonight.” “Absolutely not. I will not accept that for … Continue reading →
Caroline encounters an unpleasant truth. Part 5 After ten days at Hurst’s townhome in London, two very important milestones had been achieved. First, with Darcy’s help Charles had been disabused of any notions that there had been any true affection given or received from Longbourn. Jane Benet was a sweet girl, to be sure, but her heart had not been touched and therefore, Charles should not bestow his own regard in so unworthy a place. … Continue reading →
Caroline looks out for everyone’s best interests, including hers. Part 4 That evening, after a dinner that consisted of cleverly repurposed leftovers from the ball, Caroline led the little party to the parlor. Without Charles’ presence, dinnertime conversation felt rather forced. Darcy in particular seemed to have little to say. But he stubbornly refused to reveal his concerns. Vexing man. Perhaps in the more intimate setting of the drawing room, she might be able to … Continue reading →
