“Like a hypnotist's pendulum, the spectacular chandelier swung to and fro, to and fro before playing tinkling tunes on its descent. Like the crescendo of crashing cymbals in Tchaikovsky’s ‘1812 Overture’, a dramatic finale ensued as it smashed to the ground.” CultureWomenFictionRealistJewishContemporary FictionLbgt Book:A Glimmer Through the Breach Source: A Glimmer Through the Breach