Her first reaction was stunned silence, but perched on the limb, right beside that quiet little sparrow of restraint and dutiful obedience, sat a dark raven of anger and defiant frustration, that after four years of heartache and disappointment, she was being asked to leave her newly built home in California and return to New York. She kept the chirping bird of resentment at bay by focusing on all the reasons why she should go and not on the years that had passed since she left the gilded island of Manhattan.