By Eric Charles May
Tall, stately, darkly caramel, wearing a navy blue evening dress with her hair up and feet in high heels, Victoria Woodbury took the back stairway from the ballroom to the second floor and walked down the long, darkened, carpeted hallway, humming to the music from the other end of the mansion where the band in the ballroom was now playing Love Is A Hurtin’ Thing. (more…)