Tango Under the Mask

Mrs. Rossi peered at me, her painted eyebrows drawing together in confusion as she waited for an explanation.

I forced a casual laugh and smoothed down the heavy ivory silk over my hips. "My husband and I are simply not used to high-society galas. This happens to be my very first masquerade ball, and my nerves got the better of me."

She studied my face for a second, then dismissed the tension w