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Chapters (52)
  1. Born Out of Wedlock
  2. Dedication
  3. Table of Contents
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Chapter Thirty-Four
  39. Chapter Thirty-Five
  40. Chapter Thirty-Six
  41. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  42. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  43. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  44. Chapter Forty
  45. Chapter Forty-One
  46. Chapter Forty-Two
  47. Chapter Forty-Three
  48. Chapter Forty-Four
  49. Chapter Forty-Five
  50. Chapter Forty-Six
  51. Acknowledgements
  52. Other Titles by Author

The next room she visited was directly across the hallway. Like the first, everything inside was covered in dust and cobwebs, but unlike the first, the only furnishings present was a single bed pushed up against a wall. Noticing a door next to the bed, Evelyn stared at it for a moment. To the best of her knowledge, there were only two full baths and two half baths in the wing, and other than in the master suites of homes as old as The Oaks, closets were rare. Intrigued, she opened the door and found herself standing at the far end of the massive walk-in closet in Addison’s room. Looking from the wardrobe to the bed and back again, Evelyn solved the puzzle. It had been a child’s room, and with the connecting door leading to the master suite, she believed at some point it must have been a nursery as well. Although she was sure none of their guests would be sleeping on the small bed, Evelyn, nonetheless, went about taking all the appropriate measurements. She had been given the task of cleaning the wing, and by God, the entire wing would be cleaned.

Realizing the east wing mirrored the west, other than measuring for mattresses in the remaining four bedrooms, there were no surprises to be found. The two bedrooms on each side at the end of the long hallway were adjoined to the next two through connecting doors, enabling the occupants to share the enormous bathroom at the very end of the corridor. With three doors leading into it, guests and family could enter via the hall or either bedroom into the communal en suite. Although in dire need of a good cleaning, as Evelyn inspected the fixtures and tiles, she decided, it could serve the purpose for which it was built. Noticing that the middle bedrooms had only small radiators, and the last two contained fireplaces as well as cast iron convectors, Evelyn decided the father would be more than comfortable in the one closest to the bathroom, while the nursing staff could wear sweaters in the winter if need be.

Now satisfied she had enough information, Evelyn turned off the lights and left the wing, leaving the doors opened to allow some fresh air to enter. As she descended the stairs, she heard the thumping bass of upbeat music coming from the kitchen, and with a smile on her face, Evelyn headed in that direction.

Chapter Eight