Coming Through The Rye

1926. The book begins: Romayne Ransom walked through the station and out to the street door looking for a taxi. There were usually three or four in sight. What had become of them all. She set down her shiny suitcase and tapped the little new suede slipper toe impatiently while she waited, thinking how vexatious the whole day had been. Not a thing the way she had planned it, the whole day spoiled. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.