I can also speak to small woodland creatures,” he grins at me.

My dear lady, you have no idea just how scandalous I can be. ~Peter Viktor von Strassenberg, 1905

And Mother, I love her dearly, but she flies into a panic whenever I mention women’s rights. As she sees it, it will be so much more difficult to marry me off if I am...

That could be very tiring indeed.

I came from across the ocean and through the wilderness and landed here and found you hiding behind a tapestry. My fate was sealed at the sight of your stockinged feet.~Viktor von Strassenberg

But I will stand.

Viktor, what?

Doesn’t matter now,” he whispered and felt that he could not cry out to God.~William Drexler the Third

All I know is that the fear I have been battling all night is breaking down the door of my ignorance. As my feet slam down I feel not the hard, wet asphalt but the...

Tragic tales rarely do make sense.

These were not the belongings of the past prisoner he had imagined. These were a lady’s things—hairpins and stockings and a glove. There were more clues waiting but William no longer felt certain he wanted...

If he looks at me like that again Dottie will need a bucket and mop to get me back to my room.

Now would you get me a soda?

Wicked eyes are not a good prospect for seminary boys. They want a gentle, soft sort of wife, not a wife who looks as though she may sprout wings and carry off the young children...

He had touched her. Bare skin to bare skin. She needed a bleach wipe. She would absolutely use a bleach wipe on her leg. Even if it ate her flesh off.

business.

It was enough to drive me mad. I was no longer myself and yet I was so much more me than I had ever been before. ~Katherine Demure