A Man Named ‘Rose of the World’

I am no longer on the same level most folks find themselves on. Christine always knew I was on a elevated level.

Rosamond Press

I took the train to Lincoln Nebraska to ask your hand in marriage. Did I get these words out? Did, you see those words coming, my love?

If only we had got married, then Christine would not have been so cursed with the fame and success that she knew belonged to me – to us! I would not have given birth to a daughter from hell who believed it was just fine to betray me in front of all members of my family – who went along with it – and then claim they never betrayed Christine Rosamond! They did not know Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor is our kin. She was a teenager when she rode a famous horse. You were seventeen and going to college. You were so young and beautiful, a thoroughbred thru and thru. It was an impossible walk to the train, after we barely managed to say…

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About Royal Rosamond Press

I am an artist, a writer, and a theologian.
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