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Splendor CHAPTER ONE

London 1810

There was nothing wrong with pistols at seven paces at dawn. Except dawn was at eight o’clock tomorrow, and Splendor had a dressmaker’s appointment then. Three thimbles and the scissors had smacked into the back of the Chinese dressing screen the last time she’d wandered in ten minutes late. Madame Renare had said these were meant for her assistant, that paying customers, even those who were behind with their bills, were sacrosanct. Splendor knew she lied, that Lady Haskins, who always had the next appointment, would depart wearing Splendor’s guts for garters if she were late again. And if she didn’t bring the money to pay her the bill.

Despite the pulse beating in her throat and her desire for the black-and-white checkered floor she stood upon to open up and swallow her, she’d promised Gabe there was nothing to this. She wouldn’t do anything…

Russian President Vladimir Putin is willing to turn over his “records” of the recent Oval Office meeting between Donald Trump and senior Russian diplomats.

“If the U.S. administration finds this appropriate, we’re ready to provide a record of the conversation between Lavrov and Trump to the U.S. Senate and Congress,” ~Vladimir Putin

Hmm…he has a “record” of the Oval Office meeting— between Trump and Russian foreign minister, Sergey V. Lavrov and Moscow’s ambassador to Washington, Sergey I. Kislyak—the meeting photographed by the Russian press, but banned to America press— the meeting when trump disclosed highly classified intelligence to a hostile foreign government— yes that meeting…he has records of it. And this is supposed to ease our minds of any concerns.

Putin went on to say— Trump’s foes in the U.S. “don’t understand the damage they’re doing to their own country, in which case they are simply stupid, or they understand…

Source: The New Yorker

There is current discussion on whether our president has a complete grasp and understanding for the necessities required to fulfill the duties of his office. In particular, his awareness of the need for caution, restraint, and discretion.

I can sort of relate to his predicament.

Many years ago someone rather high in my workplace had a habit of calling me just to gab. At first I thought it was work related, and I so I would quickly grab a paper and pen to write down everything he said. I figured wherever he was going, it would ultimately end up as some kind of assignment. But it never did. I would write furiously, add in a few oral “mm-hmm’s” just to let him know I was still on the line, and eventually he would end the call with a thanks for the chance to bend my ear. I would shake my head, ask myself what…