The Last Mrs. Parrish

by Liv Constantine

She saw the origin of her mother’s cheerless demeanor and poverty of imagination. It was then, at that tender age, that the dream of something different and better was born in Amber.

That’s what wealth does for you, she thought. It gives you the means and the power to remain concealed from the world if you choose to—or if you need to.

But of course, Amber thought. It seemed the more money you had, the less you had to actually come into contact with the filthy stuff.