By Emily Clayton
“One more and I’m done. I swear it this time.”
I stood near my battered ride, staring at the stately spread before me. I wanted to retire, but this abode was too exquisite to overlook. I keyed the code and slipped to the side entrance.
“Hey!” A brisk barking voice approached from the right.
A sob escaped my throat. “Oh!” I wailed. “Help me!”
The naive boy saw my face, anger morphing to tender concern. “Ma’am? Has someone hurt you? Please, come and get warm.”
As he led me indoors, a faint smile crossed my lips. All part of the plan.
I enjoyed reading this. Well written, and I’m curious to know what come next. Well done!
Thank you!
This piques my curiosity on what came and before and what’s next. Nicely done.
Thank you very much! I’m happy you liked my story.
Enjoyed reading this story. The protagonist is quite the charming manipulator. Wondering if she might charm her way into a spot of trouble… 😀