g, another day of booming business for Hayes
hrough the calm: "Mr. Hayes, the
s supposedly lost at sea in a tragic b
nt fifty years as a hollow shell, honoring her memory while her su
ving at our "special place" in the Caribbean, dripping in jewels
en, a grotesque dynasty built on
trayal stopped my heart,
is exact Tuesday morning, the sun shining,
n't devastate me; it filled
this day before, and I was r
ially on, and this