With an air of incivility, Clarence said, "How did you win the award with such acting skills? It appears that year's judges were blind.”

Winnie couldn't say anything.

With his head turned, Clarence observed the woman laboring hard at her desk at the foot of the stage, moving back and forth as she worked. He casually rested one hand on the armrest, allowing his long fingers to twitch a little. Stella was not fit to be described as a "new sweetheart." 'Mrs. Conrad' fit her better, even though ...