THE VISCOUNT OF MAISONS LAFFITTE CHAPTER SIXTEEN “How is he tonight?” The words were uttered breathlessly, not from panic, but simply from having rushed into the room an hour later than he had promised. Chastity looked up, reverie broken, and seemed to take a minute before comprehending who it was and what he was saying. Thank you for your interest… Read More
Lentil Soup Recipe
I once went on a blind date with a man who confessed he didn’t know what lentils were. I was perfectly ready for him to say he didn’t like them, but that he didn’t know what they were? From that hapless remark, I knew that our first date would be our last. It’s not that I love lentils so very… Read More
The Viscount – Chapter Fifteen
THE VISCOUNT OF MAISONS LAFFITTE CHAPTER FIFTEEN The scene repeated itself. There stood the Mediterranean-looking man, who went by the name of Etienne, standing by the stone wall that overlooked the Seine. But this time it was a different wall, a different part of the Seine. He stood in the bright sunlight, and having finished his cigarette, tossed it below… Read More
Hard Pressed, but not Crushed
If you’ve been reading my blog regularly, you know it’s been a challenging couple of weeks. It actually started in August with some divine discipline, and continued into September/October with acute depression – in part because this is the time of year I suffered loss. And then everything came to a head over the last two weeks in despair and… Read More
The Viscount – Chapter Fourteen
THE VISCOUNT OF MAISONS LAFFITTE CHAPTER FOURTEEN The ambulance screeched to a halt in front of CHI Poissy hospital. The driver leapt down and opened the back door, while the attendant inside unsecured the gurney and pushed the end forward so that it could be carried down. Thank you for your interest in The Viscount of Maisons Laffitte. This content has been… Read More
The Viscount – Chapter Thirteen
THE VISCOUNT OF MAISONS LAFFITTE CHAPTER THIRTEEN “Well Gaston, it’s been nice to be here,” Paltier said with a contented sigh as he lifted his feet and placed them on the stool, set comfortably in front of the fire. He sipped his port and rested the glass in the palm of his other hand. “We’re getting older, but I guess God will… Read More
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