Chapter Five
The morning room, the one place downstairs where Antonia was freely allowed to spend her time, had been equipped with a television, stereo, books, magazines and her knitting. Rupert had thought of everything for her ultimate enjoyment, including the professionally designed décor. The elegant earthiness of the rest of the house stopped at the door, just as it did at the door of Rupert’s private office. Arranged especially for her, the mood was light and feminine, pale yellow walls trimmed with cream-colored crown molding; fine wood furniture of elegant design; and comfy chairs upholstered in beautiful floral prints. When Antonia stepped inside, she was reminded of pictures she’d seen of morning rooms in English country estates. This special room was one small consolation in a
