The Tasting Menu
Read by Lucie Howard
The twins giggled and fluttered the menu cards like fans around their flawless necks. Lady sighed, and wondered again what she was doing there. She scanned the crowded room, hoping to see someone to talk to, someone interesting, or at least someone who wasn’t so very gauche, so very nouveau. Instead, her eyes fell on their host, Herr Von Mueller. What on earth was he wearing? Some sort of a frock coat?