Leni Korhonen - Fiction

https://theoviebooks.wordpress.com/ It is a truth universally acknowledged that grief, like the frost of a winter’s night, settles upon a family with the cruel impartiality of nature. No rank, disposition, or sense of propriety can fully shield the heart from its touch. Such was the case with the Willoughbys, who, newly bereft of their venerable matriarch, found themselves bound not only by their sorrow but also by the peculiarities of fate. The modest lakeside cottage, where they had spent many a summer in simpler times, now served as a somber refuge in the depth of winter. The carriage ride from their estate to the cottage had been undertaken in silence, save for the rhythmic creak of wheels on frozen ground. As they descended from the vehicle, the snow, thick and undisturbed, seemed to swallow the sound of their steps. Leni Korhonen. Left calculus and part of my life for three kids and a divorce but writing never left me it’s just took a few decades till i decide to expose it further than my notebooks and my computer. For best or worst it works cathartically for me. Ovi eBook Publishing 2025