The West Wing
Along the side of the house ran more large windows, although not quite as large as the front porch windows. The stone foundation extended further down at the…
The Stevens Estate
The Stevens estate was spacious, but not overwhelmingly huge. The main house, along with the staff’s quarters, was built into the side of a hill. A neat hedge…
A Bit of Conversation
“I’m gonna need some help with the peelin’, Ms. Celia. Hope y’don’t mind starchy hands.” “With your conversation, not a bit.” The pile of skins grew quite…
Molly Fitzpatrick
Menial task accomplished, Celia decided to chance a trip to the kitchen. It was nearly suppertime, she figured “the crew” could use a hand. She was wary on her…
The Curse of the Housekeeper
The next morning, as Celia prepared breakfast, the door flew open. Mariam swayed in the doorway, her face gaunt and her eyes wild with fear. “Did the storm…
Inexplicable Events
“The good luck dress,” as her grandmother so often called it. Good luck, Celia thought with a note of spite. _The last time it was worn was the day I was…
The White Dress
“Good. I’m glad you got me, because I don’t want to have to do what I did to Mariam, now do I?” he growled menacingly. “’Member what happened to Mariam, Celia…
Clandestine Manner
“No particular reason, really,” he replied, his voice uncomfortably saccharine, strolling easily into the room. “Call me crazy, but it’s just that when one…
The Trunk
“What’cha got there, Celia?” She turned quickly from her hunched position over the small trunk; Max stood, half-silhouetted, in the doorway. Despite his lank…