Sunday Sampler

Here’s another of my favorite excerpts from my current work, A Faculty Daughter. Let me know if you enjoy it!

Miss Mary Cassidy was one, hot profligacy. That’s what Miss Foxie had once whispered conspiratorially to my mother as they stood on her porch, Lacey and I playing troll dolls in the hidey-hole made by a ring of overgrown boxwoods. Flame haired Miss Mary—who had been Magpie since childhood—dressed like a nineteen fifties’ pin-up girl.

Miss Foxie had scoffed. “Who wears red suede heels to traipse around these uneven old bricks?” And Miss Magpie was a huge flirt, batting her fake eyelashes at the faculty men, even the boys, as though sending Morse code anyone could crack.

 

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