Taisy and Open Taisy never missed a community party and seeing the golden light emanating from the flowers she felt as though she was home back in the Spring Court. Morwen had put on a fabulous party and if her out at the New York club meant anything she was dying to fill a more active social calendar to offset, a rather rout work life.
She thanked the bartender for the French 75 and strutted through the party feeling a connection to the surrounding garden she hadn't felt since she was a child in Virginia.