s wife, a life of dutiful performance, a lie for her husband's pol
place Brittany's portrait by his grave, a final,
opening her eyes to sunlight streaming through stained-glass windows, weari
zed, and he ran out of the church,
spair, only a wild, giddy sense of freedom as
ked down that aisle, and, to the collective gasp of the church, proposed to the notorious media