Chapter 20
By Carol Taylor
The girl was angry, angrier than she had been for a long time… Carl’s eyes had given him away she had seen the real him. Instead of being scared though she was angry it seemed like everyone she knew was keeping things from her or trying to get something from her…Why?
Lost in her thoughts she realised she was standing in front of the door where she was staying and a kind looking man was smiling at her.
“Did you have nice walk? The weather is lovely isn’t it? Come in, Come in you must be hungry.” She followed the man into the dining room where there was a lovely table set with a beautiful white cloth and some very pretty flowers. “Sit down my dear …I will ring Jenny to bring in breakfast…”
Within a few minutes a smiling girl appeared carrying a beautiful silver platter which she placed on the table the food smelled delicious and the girl realised how hungry she was.
The girl and the man ate their breakfast in a comfortable silence.
Hunger appeased the girl sat there sipping her tea and wondering who this man was. He seemed so calm and nice, his smile reached his eyes and she felt warm and safe.
Clearing his throat he started to talk. “You must be wondering why you are here and you most probably are also wondering who I am… Mr James is a dear friend of mine and I know he has been protecting you and trying to keep you safe. There is no party it was just a ruse to get you here but unfortunately that ruffian Carl has followed you but do not worry my dear I will have him dealt with. It is time that you were told who you really are but I have to warn you that with that comes great danger and also great responsibility.”
The girl was sitting open mouthed at last she would find out who she really was but at the man’s words she also became very scared. Her thoughts raced she felt very small and afraid, the man was looking at her with a concerned look. “Please do not be afraid. I will do everything in my power to protect you. You will stay here now, Mr James will be arriving in a few days and then we will both sit you down and answer all your questions… In the meantime maybe you would make an old man very happy if you would allow me to show you around we can do some shopping… I am sure that you are like all young people and love to shop. Now if you would like to go to your room and get changed I will have the carraige bought around for about 11 is that alright?”
The girl nodded her consent and skipped up the stairs…
She felt happier than she had for a while at last she would find out who she was…
Entering her room she gasped …her clothes were strewn about the floor what is …A hand went over her mouth and a cloth of some sweet smelling fragrance was clamped over her nose and mouth she started to fall.
Carl looked at the unconscious girl and smiled… It still didn’t reach his eyes…
S C Richmond 
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Hey Steph, Namaste 🙂
Well now! I said from the very start Carl couldn’t be trusted, and here he is doing what he does best: being darkly! Your poor heroine is on a real rollercoaster ride isn’t she! My hope is that she might find sterner stuff within to keep her spirits high and her enthusiasm to discover the truth about herself alive to guide her on. I trust she will achieve both but it does appear as though others want that to happen.
The girl appears to be quite trusting of men with kindly faces and charming manners. I hope these characters don’t disappoint her, she has had enough pain in her life. But I cannot understand why these characters refuse to answer her questions…why does this kindly man require Mr.James to be there as well when discussion takes place? He sounds as though he knows far too much to be holding back 🙂
The thrill of the story continues! Excellent! Keep writing 🙂
Namaste 🙂
DN
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I have no idea where it’s going next, Carols doing another chapter and she always throws me a curve ball… we’ll have to see what she comes up with. This is half the fun of writing this way. I have an idea where I want it to go but we’ll have to wait and see.
Hope you’re enjoying the weekends wonderful weather.
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Namaste Steph 🙂
I think its a great idea to write this as you do: sharing ideas and allowing others to incorporate their ideas in real-time The challenge as you rightly observe is to be able to respond to that input and still reach your goal. The story reads well and its flow is not interrupted: the ideas are seamless, which is to your credit, and Carol’s as well, as I’m sure she has ideas of her own she’d like to see happen 🙂
If I get any ideas for the story you are writing I’ll drop you a line, if that okay? 🙂
The weather is wonderful. I just hope it stays that way all the way through to October lol 🙂
Take care. Namaste 🙂
DN
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The more ideas the more interesting it will be. So add whenever you feel the muse is with you.
Yes indeed I’ll take this weather until October. I’ll get my summer clothes out with trepidation, not convinced enough to put my winter clothes away though 😉
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Namaste Steph 🙂
Then I shall keep the story simmering on the back-burner in case said muse is keen to share something with me.
I don’t have different clothes for summer or winter: it keeps things simple. In winter I just add another layer, in summer I just remove another layer. Same clothes, just layered. But it is true, I’ve grown as cynical of the UK weather as you., but wouldn’t it be nice if sunshine were there all the time? 😀
Enjoy your day. Namaste 🙂
DN
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It would indeed
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The plot thickens…
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