As I moved from room to room, finding fresh disorder and damage at every turn, and fighting my revulsion at the smell of smoke, I had the feeling there was something ugly, something evil all around me-a presence I could almost touch. And I saw again, with sudden shock, those long black strands of canvas, the charred remains of the awning, casting elongated, dark shadows in the morning sunlight. That was the last party I ever gave in the house on the crooked street.
Pat gives an overview of the book:
Pat Montandon was born in Texas and lived in Oklahoma as the daughter of a two ministers. At eighteen she became the tenth person in the world to undergo successful (blind surgery as it was then called) heart surgery. In her twenties Pat wrote and produced benefits for the...