An Anniversary Celebration In The House They Forgot Who Restored

A navy dress. Simple pearls. The kind of presence that comes from decades of being the most knowledgeable person in any room about any building she stands in.

My mother spotted her immediately.

“Mrs. Caldwell.”

Diane crossed the foyer with her champagne glass raised, her smile wide enough to accommodate all her ambitions.

“What an absolute honor to have continue reading …