imagination

Chapter Twenty Five

‘Yes, you’re house,’ he repeated. He leaned back, ruffled his hair and watched me. I did not know what I felt first. Shock? No, that was not possible. Interest? No, that was not possible either. My interest had already been fulfilled once I walked down that secret passageway. Fear? The wider his smile got, the more »

Chapter Seventeen

‘Mum, when will the electrician be in? The darkness is starting to get to me,’ I complained. ‘Soon, darling. Soon,’ was her response as she tied her hair It was just mum and I sitting at the table. Dad had gone to work, mum would leave in roughly 20 minutes. I’m not sure why I more »