MY HUSBAND AND HIS LOVER

'That's the trouble with these old stone houses. They're built like forts, to keep the enemy out. But once the enemy is within, it means it's difficult to escape. Little slits instead of windows, only one door. You know, they used to tax homeowners based on the number of windows in their house, so everyone … Continue reading MY HUSBAND AND HIS LOVER

O IS FOR OGRE, LATVIA

A STORY OF OBLIGATION IN OGRE, LATVIA Kūrmāja, the house, at 32 Brīvības Street in Ogre was the social hub of the small town. Here the local newspaper had its offices, next to the café on the lower floor. Above the rooms comprised a boarding house. In the evenings the high circles of society gathered … Continue reading O IS FOR OGRE, LATVIA

MORNING TEA

Lady Devonshire was not to be dissuaded, 'I hear he will be worth a fortune when he inherits.' 'Mama, don't be so vulgar,' Bethany admonished. Lady Worthington leaned forward and patted Bethany's knee. 'There are worse things than to marry for money, such as being a spinster with none.' Bethany sat in brooding silence. She … Continue reading MORNING TEA