Out-takes XVI

After some minutes a beautiful bird appeared on the ledge. Edith did not see it approach or alight on the ledge. It seemed to materialise there out of nothing.
She had never seen a more beautiful or colourful bird in her life. It was not large, [...]



Out-takes XV

About two weeks later Isabella got out of bed in the middle of the night. There was a storm raging. She went to the wood shed and got a spade and began digging up the flower beds.
Edith was woken by the ghost. [...]



Out-takes XIV

They studied the head and life lines today and Edith was promised lots of children. Great Grandmother Agnes counted them out as tiny branches off the life-line. “One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,” she said. “You’ll have plenty to do.”
After the lesson [...]



Out-takes XIII

Always there is the same question, Robert. Why did my mother leave? Who was this woman who left us three sisters to our fate? She is difficult to know. As difficult as you. I’ve gathered some stories about her life, and if I put them together in sequence you’ll have [...]






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