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Chapter Seven

‘Death is our best friend from childhood. It is just lost in this cruel world. When it finds its friend, what happens, only it decides. Has Death found its best friend? We will find out tonight,’ Father Jones calmly stated. ‘And whether Death decides to take Michael, is its choice, not mine and certainly not yours!’

Chapter Six

‘He is just a little boy,’ Lady Williams pleaded. ‘Yes, a boy. The maids have heard you, your butler has seen it with his own eyes,’ Father Jones stated. ‘They are all lying!’ She continued pleading his innocence. ‘They would not lie in front of God. This has to be done. The neighbours cannot have more »

Chapter Five

‘Michael, this is a very nice drawing,’ Lady Williams said, as she stroked his head. ‘Thank you, mother. I believe that I have finally mastered the shadowing,’ Michael replied, while sketching the vase. ‘Shadowing?’ She questioned. She couldn’t help but admire her son’s drawing. ‘Oh, I don’t know what I’m supposed to call it. Only more »

Chapter Four

‘Michael,’ walking towards the long staircase, Lady Williams shouted. She noticed John carrying a tray with a cup of tea and some biscuits. Stopping him, ‘Oh, John, I’m glad you’re here. Where is Michael and who are you taking these for?’ pointing to the tray, she asked. ‘Sorry, Lady Williams. Master Michael is in the more »