By Nancy Martin
Nora Blackbird has made the society pages all over again. The impoverished Philadelphia heiress has agreed to wed Mick Abruzzo, son of recent Jersey's so much infamous mobster-if he can live on the Blackbird Curse. every time a Blackbird sister remarries, the groom is certain to die...
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The last person I wanted to see was Raphael Braga. A Jack Russell terrier, the dog of choice among the horsey set, barked at me from the open window of a truck. Nearby, a couple of female grooms—two sweaty, twentyish girls—sat in camp chairs swigging from plastic water bottles, their work finished for the moment. They wore their breeches and boots and dirty sweatshirts comfortably, without affectation. Behind another trailer, a heavyset older woman in a saggy turtleneck sweater, breeches and Hermès riding boots might have been a billionaire, but today she looked happy to be among her horses.
To put some distance between myself and my randy cousin as quickly as possible, I stepped around the open tailgate of an ancient Mercedes station wagon. And found myself abruptly face-to-face with Crewe Dearborne, the restaurant critic for Philadelphia’s finest newspaper. He had a messy sandwich in one hand and was trying to wolf it in private while awkwardly keeping the drips from his tie. “Crewe,” I said. ” He froze, and his eyes widened as if he’d been caught committing a crime. ” I laughed and plucked the paper napkin from the breast pocket of his natty blue blazer.
Then she turned and saw me. “I’m okay,” she called. ” “She’s with me,” Michael said. The playful child with blond curls and the pink tutu made a picture standing beside him—a tall and hulking man with a face better suited for a dockyard than a polo match. Neither one of them belonged at today’s posh event. Lucy was a kindergarten delinquent, and Michael had probably been one, too. Now he had more sex appeal than six Main Line lacrosse players. His shoulders were delicious, and he had a walk that was both tight and slouchy and often made me think I should wash out my brain with a bar of soap.
A Crazy Little Thing Called Death by Nancy Martin