Eol Stoltio - Humour

https://theoviebooks.wordpress.com/ Tillingham, a town so small that if you blinked twice, you’d miss it, was the kind of place where secrets were as rare as an unsweetened scone at tea time and almost as offensive. It was also home to Mrs. Hortense Frobisher, a widow whose pride was as unshakeable as the finest oak tree, though, admittedly, with a slight tendency to snap when under the slightest pressure. Mrs. Frobisher, ever the society matron, believed in only one mission: the marriage of