POV: Eleanor Harrington

I was stunned to discover Clara at such an upscale restaurant. The last time I'd laid eyes on her, she'd been a wreck, dressed in tattered clothing, her spirit broken. I'd heard that she'd even pawned her wedding ring for a couple of thousand pounds. I laughed. "Weren't you so full of yourself? Now you realize how tough life is now that you've left the Harrington family behind, don't you?"

But closer examination removed my joyfulness. She was wearing very expensive, ...