Chapter Ten
‘That was my dream.’
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Chapter Nine
‘Father, candles!’ Lord Evans yelled. ‘Everyone stand still!’ Father Jones’s voice boomed around the room. Lady Williams had dropped her candle, but she did not care. She was debating within herself. She loved her son, but there was an evil spirit inside. She could wipe away the tears and turn into an emotionless woman. Life more »
Chapter Eight
‘Mother,’ I whisper. I look straight at her, eyes wide open. I knew that she could read me. You will question yourself, ‘How can a 12 year old boy talk to you and think like that, once I finish.’ She could not stop her tears, but she knew I had forgiven her. She’s my mother, more »
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 »