An old diary is given to the new owners of a house in Cambria, California. Designed by famous architect Julia Morgan, it has some oddities - including a spiral staircase in the backyard, leading to nowhere. What they discover involves old Welsh magi...
The frontispiece was a beautiful rendering in ink of a rose, signed with the initials J.M. and dated 1899, with the following inscription:
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I looked at Anne, who smiled broadly. We'd both suspected that Julia Morgan might have been 'family.' We held in our hands what we felt might unlock some of that remarkable woman's secrets. Truly, we had no idea what awaited us as we began to read.
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Anne closed the book, while I protested her interruption. She laughed deliciously. "There will be plenty of time to follow her tale, but it's past midnight. Time for an evening nightcap, and maybe a bite of something..."
"Or someone, preferably." A while later, we retired, sated in body and spirit.
