Tag: Chapter Four
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Nowhere Lane – Chapter Four. A Game of Hearts.
Karen Eversley kept her word. Patrick discovered her occupying a window seat in the lounge bar of The Hunters, staring moodily into a glass of something short. When she saw him, her features tightened in a slow smile that her eyes failed to imitate. “I thought you weren’t coming.” She chided him lightly. Patrick…
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A Place that was Ours. Chapter Four – Splendour.
I never discovered the name of the friendly police officer who asked me questions at my bedside in Bedeport Hospital. The constable who stood in our front room about a month later was certainly not cast from the same mould, in either stature or demeanour. His voice was sour, his thin face drooped like a…
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