The wind began to pick up and revolve around the cottage and the draught caused the candle light to flicker, making shadows on the ceiling as the rain began to let up a little.
It was as though she had gone from one nightmare on her trek, straight into another, as often gets depicted in those film noirs.
Gemma shook her head as the water came to the boil in the pan and then there was a knock at the door.
I have a degree in history and enjoy researching, hence the combining of fictional characters with history in my novel. I also enjoy writing short stories with my writing buddy. My other interests include hand embroidered portraiture, reading, cookery and travel.
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