My parents read the book I was writing. They said the main character wasn’t likable.
It’s an autobiography.
A man was known for throwing elaborate costume parties. [Long]
A successful lawyer and bachelor, he had a large home on the countryside where, once a year, he would welcome hundreds of guests to a gorgeous masquerade ball complete with a live band and exquisite catering. He would send out fancy invitations, and patrons would only be allowed into his party if th...