Mavis

The Riviera

Miss Betty Mewn. Aged thirty-six and some. Never been married, nor any desire to. She has only held on to one thing in her life and it’s her little black book. After she fills one, she makes her way down to the Staple’n’Sons on the corner of West-Street and picks up at least three new ones. Everyone says she keeps them all stacked up on her dining table, not enough room to eat a meal for two, which is just too perfect for Miss Betty Mewn.