1923 CHAPTER ONE It had been a trying day for Grace Everley. If she were being entirely fair, she would have been...
The blood from the feast of the sacrifice had long been cleaned from the streets. The new Bayram dresses and suits had been put away ...
Summer waned. Its death was in the cool, clear nights; the splatter of fresh figs on the sidewalks; the rich aroma of burning firewood...
