The Medium

"A broke Lydia needs to talk to her husband, so she calls upon a medium for help."

Lady Lydia Hoyt-Moore stifled a sigh and fanned herself with the program from her friend's musical. Lord, how I hate these insipid gatherings, she thought and adjusted her skirts. She smiled over at Dowager Meredith Rawlings, the matriarch responsible for...

How Can I Say I Love You

"You are my everything"

How can I say I love youSide by sideLife passing byLost in the imagination of the dayHow can I say I love youSo wonderfulSo beautifulEyes sparkling under the sun's rayYou are my oneYou are my everythingToday, tomorrowYou make my spirit...

Eleanor’s Beach

"Dedicated to Eleanor"

Down in the Virgin Islands there is a beach, it is a small, somewhat remote beach and is accessible by four-wheel drive, and then only when the path isn’t washed out from a recent rain. It is near the famous...

Dark Breeze

"Without her I feel lost"

Upon the long night came a dark breeze that stole my heart. She reached out to my spirit with the gentleness of a silent wind that brushed aside the walls of denial that hold my spirit down. Her undemanding prsence...