Dec 2011
People of this Ilk
December 27, 2011
In the mid-day sun, the streets of Shadwell were busy with the comings and goings of the wives of the lascar, the South Asian seamen and fishermen who had populated the area. Their husbands were usually off working on cargo ships of the East Indian Company, so it appeared as if women were the only citizens of the London district. With the rarity of Asian women in London, it was common for a lascar to take a wife from the local area, even though they had been originally hired in Bengal, Assam, Gujarat, or Yemen. ...
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Probably Better
December 19, 2011
Lord Ashleigh offered the use of his coach to take McTrowell to Westminster Hospital to check up on Dr. Pogue, but the walk wasn’t long and would take her through St. James’s Park, giving her the opportunity to clear her mind. And she wasn’t sure she was ready to face Virat quite so soon after the despicable accusations she had leveled against him, even if he didn’t know. ...
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A Few Failed Experiments
December 14, 2011
Erasmus adjusted his gold and black cravat in the mirror and deftly pinned it in place to his starched white wing-tip collared shirt. He slipped on his black vest, buttoned it, and walked across his sizable room to complete his outfit with his black frock coat. The gas lamp near his doorway provided a steady yellowish light throughout the studio. Before donning his badge, he turned and looked about, wondering if Dr. McTrowell would find it homey, or empty and drab. ...
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Good Night, My Little Bird
December 04, 2011
Sparky felt as if she were trapped in a permanent nightmare state or the world had stopped turning, but the night dragged on forever. Every time she opened her eyes again, it seemed as if no time had passed. When she opened them for what she judged must have been the twentieth time, she was relieved to see that neither of her fears were to realized; the light was starting to change. Unfortunately, it meant she would be facing a busy day with almost no sleep.
So it was that she was awake when the door across the hall opened and closed quietly, and the sound of soft footsteps receded down the stairs. ...
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