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"Autumn in Oyster
A Love Story
Izzy climbed the antique oak stairs to the
second floor of the farmhouse, then pulled down another, slimmer, flight
which led to the loft where she slept.
Ned and Jax followed close behind her. She
paused briefly on the second floor to tell the men, “Second floor is mostly
for my library and collections and my business office and of course, the
guest rooms. I’m taking you to my personal space now. “
Ned glanced first at Jax, then Izzy, clearly
surprised, for his cousin Izzy had always been a notoriously private
person when it came to her personal life.
“It’s always summer in New England in
here,” she told them before opening the door of her loft bedroom.
“Reminds me of those summers at Cape Cod....and the Hamptons.... before I had
any idea that everyone didn’t live this way, and how incredibly fortunate I
was to be able to, considering the dubious finances of my branch of the
The room was awash in blue and white and
radiated happiness and light. The mahogany bed was strewn with quilts and
blankets and tufted pillows. The bedside table held an old brass lamp and a
pile of old books, along with a vase of fresh wildflowers and roses from
the last of Izzy’s summer garden. The walls held vintage prints from
area shops, along with some of Izzy’s own works, all in an eclectic
collection of mismatched frames that all seemed to somehow belong
together. A mahogany secretary stood in one corner, and held stationery, crested writing papers, ink wells of various colors of ink, a large quill
pen, calligraphy accessories, and an elegant cut glass carafe that Ned was
sure contained some cordial or other for Izzy’s nightly ritual before
bed. In the other corner stood a magnificent mahogany birdcage, belonging to
Samson, Izzy’s beloved parrot -- a Hyacinth blue Amazon, he was truly a
sight to behold when he was actually in his cage, as he currently was...... but
upon seeing Izzy, Samson promptly hopped onto the wrist she offered and
quickly moved to perch on her left shoulder, positioned between Izzy and
the two men, as if to protect her.
Izzy laughed and stroked one of his wings
gently. “Gentlemen, this is Samson.”
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