Chapter 25June 14, 1972
Finally, I've returned to New York after an extended stay in Italy. I'm finding much difficult filling idle hours after such an exciting tour. Thrilled to receive an invite from Mallory to Bruce's dinner party in Greenwich, Connecticut, and eager to see Bruce, I accepted immediately. Although, after four months, I'd worried Bruce's interest had waned. Mallory explained it's a small gathering of close friends, and to dress casually. I found a simple black dress easily worn for any occasion. I'd wanted to look my best for Bruce.
My mouth fell agape as the car approached the Wheaton estate. Neither Mallory nor Bruce spoke of the Wheaton's wealth. Greeted by a servant, I stepped wide-eyed into the foyer, astounded by architectural details. With a piercing scream, Mall
