🔴 Condition - Good 🔴

In a New York City jazz bar on the last night of 1937, watching a quartet because she couldn't afford to see the whole ensemble, there were certain things Katey Kontent knew:
* how to sneak into the cinema, and steal silk stockings from Bendel's
* how to type eighty words a minute, five thousand an hour, and nine million a year
* that if you can still lose yourself in a Dickens novel then everything is going to be fine

By the end of the year she'll have learned:
* how to live like a redhead and insist upon the very best
* that chance encounters can be fated, and the word 'yes' can be a poison
* that riches can turn to rags in the trip of a heartbeat . . .