Chapter 6

Mary sat with such poise, legs crossed in front of the screen connected to the cameras planted in the ballroom, sipping what had been Martha's favorite wine, she starred at how elegant the ball looked, the tv stations carried news about the event all week. The guests all dressed glamorously, some looking like clowns in her opinion. She was living the dream her previous life could not fulfill, the glamour, elegance, money, fame, and power. Yes, it was vain but then again life in itself is vain. "Ma’am, it’s time to grace them with your presence” Mr. Moses’s voice rang out, distracting her from her thoughts. He was the only one she discovered that knew Martha well. "Moses, do you think these people love me?”, she asked, keeping her eyes on him to note his body movement. With a poker face, he looked her in the eyes and said, "yes they do”. He was good at keeping his expression neutral, but he was a cautious man; there was no way he believed that, "Don’t lie to me” she said, twirling th