Various interesting things

The first drops of the storm struck the glass roof of the Aurelia Hotel just as Elias Crowe raised his

Beneath the great iron ribs of the building, two hundred guests moved through an artificial summer.

The first knock was so faint that Mina Vale thought it had come from the chapel roof. Rain had been striking

Every Thursday at eleven forty-five, Elese without telling anyone where she was going. Her driver believed

The Hawthorne estate glowed against the winter night like a palace carved from ice. Hundreds of candles

The applause began before my sister reached the stage. It rolled across the ballroom in polished waves

The Orpheum Theatre had been empty for ten years, yet someone was playing its piano. The notes drifted

The first person to notice the barefoot girl was a waiter carrying a tower of crystal glasses.

The storm arrived without warning. At sunset, the Atlantic had been a sheet of dark silver beneath the

Winter Hall had been built where no concert hall should have survived. It stood high above the northern