She was definitely not enough woman for Jerry. Boy, was he—needy? Up for it? Wanting it?

Dead. That’s what he was. Dead.

I don’t think I ever really meant to be a lawyer. Maybe some people grow up thinking, yes, I want to be a lawyer, crazy as that might sound. But the rest of us just sort of fall into it when our choices are limited. I was an English major in college, University of Wisconsin, Madison, thank you very much, to get away from the East Coast hot house and its rising expectations. And, okay, maybe my parents also. It was four years of freezing my ass off in the winter, but otherwise having an expansive time and finding out how the other half lives, the half in fly-over country.

The upshot of the divorce: I ended up impoverished, what do you think? I was totally blindsided, didn’t get a lawyer immediately because I was sure we could work it out, as we’d always done before, because Heidi wasn’t the first. So-bank account gone, despite court order, house on the market before I could wonder if anyone wanted Grandma’s dishes. (No one did.)

Is Annabelle getting any closer to enticing Lord Babbington?

Annabelle Bellmarsh was cursed by the men in her life.

“You killed your husband?”  Merl was hardly awake when her sister called and blurted out the news.