She Was Sitting In My Front-Row Seat Holding My Novel — Smiling Like She Had Stolen My Life

probation, restitution, and public disgrace.

Dr. Pell lost his license.

The notary lost hers.

C.V. Cultural Holdings was dissolved.

Orchard House remained ours.

The Aurelia Wren contracts remained mine.

The Rutherford salon became the largest fundraiser in the society’s history.

But the ending that mattered happened on an ordinary Tuesday morning.

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