Many years ago I read a short story that captured my interest and imaganation but have not come across it since then, in spite of all my searching. The story is about an elderly victorian lady of some fame and wealth. Although her friends admirer her greatly, she is tiered of their company and decides to invite Death to a party to generate some excitment. When Death finally shows up, she is a little girl. I was hoping, as a last resort, that you may have come across this story and could tell me who wrote it, or the title, or anything that would help me fide it.
Thanks very much
Sounds like Peter S. Beagle's lovely short story "Come, Lady Death". Which contains, I think, the only other literary Death who's both female and nice.