Rachel Lesch
Bio
New England Native; lover of traveling, history, fashion, and culture. Student at Salem State University and an aspiring historical fiction writer.
Stories (62/0)
Retribution: Chapter 13
On Bastille Day, Adèle rose late. When she awoke, she noticed that Charles had already gotten up. The white curtains on the large window had been pushed back and there was a tray of coffee and pastries on the pouffe in front of the large round mirror.
By Rachel Lesch7 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 12
Augustin lived about a nine minute walk away from Notre Dame. In the morning, the bells of the cathedral could be heard ringing as people were waking up and shops were opening. He would set out from his building and head out and walk towards the cathedral and cross to the other side of the river to look for something to do.
By Rachel Lesch7 years ago in Humans
A Review of Common Sense by Thomas Paine
If anyone asks me what I’ve been doing to get in the spirit of the Fourth of July, I will respond, in the words of Angelica Schuyler, “I’ve been reading Common Sense by Thomas Paine…” I read excerpts from Common Sense in my American Literature class last semester and I bought a copy of the full work in the gift shop of the Concord Bridge battlefield site and thought it would be a good idea to read it in honor of Independence Day.
By Rachel Lesch7 years ago in The Swamp
Retribution: Chapter 11
One evening as it was growing dark, Marianne came home and knelt on the floor by the bed. Under her bed were old hat boxes with paisley patterns, floral patterns, and geometric patterns. She pulled out one of the smaller boxes and put in on the bed.
By Rachel Lesch7 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 10
When the rainy weather passed, days of sun and heat took their place as May turned into June. Finding a few hours to rest between rehearsals and the performance in the evening, Adèle was lounging and reading fashion magazines in a pillow laden hammock hanging among bowers of white rose bushes.
By Rachel Lesch7 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 5
One did not have to be a fortune teller to be able to tell Marianne how her day would go, but the young man’s prediction echoed in her ears. Whether or not he had just been guessing, he had described her life with an accuracy bordering on the occult.
By Rachel Lesch7 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 3
On a Friday evening in May, Charles Prideaux and his brother in law Jules Martin went to the Palais Garnier to see the Paris Opera Ballet perform Sleeping Beauty. When the two men arrived in their box, Tchaikovsky’s introduction to the prologue was beginning to play.
By Rachel Lesch7 years ago in Humans