Seven
“…such a shame about Erik. He was such a gorgeous man. Now he’s…well. I mean, who’s going to want to tie herself to…well.”
Julianne Carter’s hands shook as she circled the group of five bitches holding court in the center of the Mifflin Ballroom of the Three Oaks Estate. The exclusive event center catered to the Berks County elite--or at least what passed for elite in this southeastern Pennsylvania county where the third largest city in the state was practically bankrupt and the so-called rich didn’t have near as much money as they thought they did. Hell, even the so-called regular folk were a bunch of stuck-up, narrow-minded assholes.
“…not for all the money…too bad he’s such a geek…”
The women broke out in restrained laughter, making the men in the vicinity look at them with l*
