Things only looked wrong when there was someone to see you.

That is what I want to tell you about: the girls with their short skirts and bright eyes and big-city dreams. The girls of 1929.

She had had no idea what it would do to her seeing him in a suit.

Among her other talents were forgetting what she did not like and ignoring what she preferred not to see.

THE LUXE IS . . . Pretty girls in pretty dresses, partying until dawn. Irresistible boys with mischievous smiles and dangerous intentions. White lies, dark secrets, and scandalous hookups. This is Manhattan in 1899.

Already she could feel the stunning weight of a lifetime of regret for letting him go, and she knew that it was enought to bury her alive.

Life was a short window and there was no sense in doing the wrong thing over and over even if it was so difficult to stop.