CHAPTER 38
One minute you're on top of the world, the next you're a pariah. It happens that fast. At least I got to enjoy the best dinner ever first. After the plates had been cleared the tuxedoed waiters served a dessert which was almost too beautiful to eat. Three exquisite miniature cakes and pastries nestled on a gold plate drizzled with raspberry coulis and ginger-chocolate sauce, accompanied by one perfect strawberry.
"Can I live here?" Grace was taking tiny bites and savoring each one.
"If you ate like this all the time you would get sick of it," I said. "But I'd love to give it a try."
The band performed as we ate and then it was time for the show. Ten performers dressed as lords and ladies in seventeenth-century costumes took the stage to dance a minuet, a popular dance of tha
